Everything Comes Back To You / Blank Stares
It’s so very hard to say
When I saw you walk away
I long to fall into the cracks
Of our broken selves if only to
Bring you and me back
But all I get are blank stares.
You need to know
That I’ll always want to dance with you
Through good times and bad
The whole nine yards of truth
Over and over from start to end
Everything comes back to you.
Waking up I turn for you
But there’s only a blank space
Beside me, yet I still can feel
You near somehow someplace
Somewhere I believe you’re
Still there in those blank stares.
Now you’re seated in
That upright posture proper
Ergonomic chair that
Looks like a straitjacket
No matter because
Everything comes back to you.
No matter even if
All you have for me are
Blank stares.
What a beautiful statement of grace.