Thursday, November 24, 2005

Things I miss

I remember your room, how it smelled, your bed, the porcelain masques on the walls
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, listening to little star, and talking about it all
You used to keep all your photos in your closet
All those pictures of Kansas, and people I hadn't met
Only one window gave evidence of the outside world
I always thought of you as my girl

You told me the best gift was to be free
I just never thought you meant me
That was more than a stupid crush, or silly thrill
I am in love with you, I love you still

I loved to sing to you because you liked it
I remember being at Karens' eating German chocolate
I am glad we went, and that we had the chance
I told you I would go, I promised you that
We ran through that corn field, cutting our own path
It was under the over-pass where I heard you really laugh

Pictures at the park
It was just before dark
Standing on the dock
In a kiss, our souls were locked
You told me the best gift was to be free
I just never thought you meant me

I have never hated you, I have only secretly loved you
Even during the summers in town when I would see you
I just wish we had one last hug, one last kiss
This was to let you know all the things I miss

I still love you