I've been thinking that maybe I've got a bit too much time,
To spend with my mind and it would be convenient if
I wasn't quite so good with words.
I still remember those carpenters hands,
Like you had every answer right there in your palms.
I'd never seen you so quiet.
Did I really make it all that easy for you?
I wonder if you knew,
That while you slept we broke without knowing and so I left.
Maybe one day I'll win but when I win I'll think about the next time I'll lose.
I really did try not to leave you behind because
With me around, there was always room for you to be amazing.
Well here's the future winding itself down and
None of this means anything and all of it important because
You always said I was sick in my heart at 16 but I'm older now and twice as well.
I wish I could see you one last time and let you know that this will be a good year.
It's not the truth but I feel like lying because
I always thought I pulled it off.
Wow. I really loved this, and I didn't think I would just by looking at it. But the way you worded things just made me want to keep reading. I loved how you didn't come right out and say what the poem was about, because it leaves so much room to come up with your own interpretations. I'm going to read some more of your poems. Hope they're like this one. Haha. Great job!