Routines

She's got those routines.
They get her through the day.
She pulls my strings and
I'm never around to hear her sing.

It's been a while since I heard her sing.

I took my mind away,
To get myself some sense
And try my best forgetting.
Sometimes you just remember a song.

Sometimes you want to sing along.

She's a sunrise too early
Come on by a delirious morning
With no way of knowing how
My whole life changed in a moment;

You love; you're afraid to show it. 

[Such beautiful first exchange.]

At night when I shut my eyes
I see cascading fragments over years,
They pull and push me like waves.
Tumbling cool green foam takes me

Into the despair of my awakening.