28/30 "waiting"

Waiting

For years now we have given equal exchanges

From notes to ackward pictures
From freshly picked flowers to kisses

Everytime I place something that evolved meaning into your hands

I wonder if i'll ever see it again

Whenever were alone for a spilt second I act as if you weren't there

Experts call this "getting prepared"

I remember that saturday morning I walked to your house as the sun rose following my footsteps
I had to be invisiable
We made love had breakfast then off to work you went and me well I went searching for favors  beyond hills

I wonder if you apriciated me then now

Im waiting for the day my worse fears fload your personality

That day I ask you where's that 2year picture of me and you cant find it

The holiday cards I soaked in emotions while spraying a hit of lovers colon on them

Non memorable Garbage
You call it

For years now we have given equal exchanges

From cupid shuffle licks
To holding hands arguments

Everytime verbal abuse becomes band-aids to our complications

I wonder if thats the end of it

Whenever I randomly scroll through my phone book out of bordum I mentally erase your name

Experts call this getting prepared

I remember that one time I played ring around the rossy with death you caught me in thin air
But then vanished

I wonder if you did that on purpose or in spear of the moment

Im waiting just waiting for all of my concerns to become only that