On the Return

Sold myself in the time it takes for you to smoke a cigarette.
Sit and wait and plan my reaction to what hasn’t happened yet.
It’s Stupid to and I wish I knew how to stop me turning, turning red.
I Know.
In the sun.
When She calls.
I’m reaching for a pen.
to write this down.
In the time it took her to decide.
I changed my mind but she called me then and changed it back again.
And I Wouldn’t care if it hadn’t been so long.
In the times it take me to realise something’s wrong.
I’ll be gone.
In the sun.
When She calls.
I’m reaching for a pen.
to write this down.
In the sun.
When She calls.
I’m reaching for a pen.
to write this down.