I don’t know if I was ever any good at bringing you comfort
I might be the very last one on the list
But if you make it that far down…
The fight is exhausting
Feel my fingertips on the keyboard
Staying mad is a chore
Sitting on the hardwood floor of uneven boards
Patchwork from a 100 years of wear and tear
Cold air threatening at my window
Shared melodies
A backdrop of old memories
It’s Christmas
I do everything for me now
Catch myself wondering what you’d think of this and that
Hard habit to break
Small ways of holding on
Catch myself thinking what if
Catch myself
I catch myself
Missing the feeling of leaving with the only two things that matter
Never looking back on dreary New England
Misty April morning
The invisible season
I miss the desert
Where everything has been sucked dry
And still thriving
It’s like I was on a merry go round and didn’t know it
Was everyone else watching
Waiting for the dizzying whirlwind to catch up to me
It caught up to me
Not until I lost my balance
Took a good look around and saw I was right back where I started from
I don’t know if this brings you any comfort
To know I’m still gathering my footing
I usually catch a glimpse on the highway
And I’m filled with envy and wonder
Where are they going
Do they know how far it will take them
Do they know if they are coming back
Do they have a plan
Do they think this one thing will make things better too
It’s a lot of weight on rotating wheels
Do people you loved ever really leave you
Are you lying if you say so
I don’t think they are supposed to
I don’t think that’s the way
There was adventure and we were naive
Lovesick
Maybe just love
Maybe just sick
Maybe there’s more I was meant to learn
And I was too deep in it
What is it about tragedy that makes you want to reach
back into the past and hold onto the ones who left
Perhaps it’s shared misery
Pain is familiar
It might be the only thing that ties us to one another
More so than love
Stronger than love
Was I ever any good at bringing you comfort
Was I ever any good at loving you
Was I ever any good at doing what wives are supposed to do
Remind me
What are they for