So, This Is Love?
By
Nathan Caleb Camerer
There’s not a second that goes by without a thought of you
I just want to see your face
Feel our hands intertwined
Feel you pressed against me
That will never be
You’ve left and you’re not coming back
I move like someone who is damned or cursed
It’s only a matter of time
Why am I writing this?
Because this is love
A million years of crazy things you would never say or do
What can come of it?
I can’t get back to you.
Why has this happened?
Because this is love
I feel like I’m bad luck or poison
I feel like I’m not doing this world any good
Then again, who knows?
There was a time back in the day
A time when you could get me so excited
Like nothing I can compare
A smile plays my lips,
When I fall inside the idea of you
I fall so hard inside the idea of you
There’s a sparkle in your stare
A sparkle that I haven’t seen in another’s eyes
There’s something about your words
They put me in the mood
They do it in a way that I haven’t experienced since back in the day
Is this love?
Is this something I can find with another?
Your touch lingers on my skin like a ghost
Cold spots in every room of this haunted house
I miss the familiar sounds of you shuffling thru the house
Time
Time is not on my side,
At least it doesn’t feel like it is
Because this is love
A million years of crazy things you never thought you would say or do
There are only so many words one can say
There are only so many ways to really speak how you feel
Sometimes the words run out
What’s left, fake or real?
Is there a better version of myself out there?
Can I change myself into something or someone else?
Give me more time
Is that what is needed?
A time in a season
So, this is love?
A chance to shine inside an eclipse
Endless wandering without a map of the world
This vacation has taken me further from my truth
New eyes wrapped in plastic instead of wire,
But wire is the way to go, apparently
Swooning and smitten is where I find myself lost
Because this is love
A million kinds of crazy
It’s 3,000 miles to Graceland and Canada is too cold
The beach and the desert are calling my name
Where is my mind?
Where is my heart?
Missing from this skeletal wreck of a man
Because this is love
A million years of crazy things you would never say or do
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