Past

I think of you but not the way you think I do

I often dream of you but not in the way you think I do

I look at you but not the way you see me look at you

When you’re away I miss you and sometimes that turns the day blue

I still think of her but not the way you imagine in your head

There’s a reoccurring dream that passes through restless nights that I dread

A place in time lived long ago in another land

Sits fresh in your mind obscuring the day at hand

Like a cancer it eats away other memories to make room

Clouding your mind from the way you feel until there is only doom

Consumed with only condemned moments of a past

Cripples the sails of this great mast

I think of you the way I always have from the start

Looking beyond your faults loving you with all my heart

Written by Lanis

Sunday, February 22, 2004