I know you.
I know you want to be thought of as all bristle and teeth.
Somewhere between a wild dog
And the lone wolf out on the tundra.
But sometimes when I’m lonely
When I’m sad and completely defeated
I just need to hear the sound of your voice.
Your voice sounds like peace
Your eyes feel like where I’ve always meant to be.
So I don’t want you.
I don’t want you anymore.
I know I could never be yours and you could never be mine.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.
I do love you.
I love you more than you ever realized.
So on mornings like this
Mornings where I feel so shaken I don’t remember what solid ground felt like
I just need to hear your voice.
Hear any words from you
Because those are the few things that will still my heart.
Still this quaking shivering heart.
I stand in the morning sun,
But I can’t feel it’s heat till I hear your voice.