“Unfair”

I think of you, and then I shrug
I think of you more, and then I love
Stuck in constant complications
From what I see and what I think
My heart in need of regeneration
To stop me from holding onto dead things
The wind blowing through deserted streets
My mind goes empty when we try to meet
The rain falls with rejuvenating power
I’m gonna die again in less than an hour
You can hold me if you want, but please never let go
Your arms reach around until they touch my inner soul
You can’t see me smile, I don’t know if you even care
You’re always going to leave me…yes, life is that unfair
      -may 26, 2003