SELFISH THOUGHTS
i dont see that sparkle in your eyes
just a dull glare
i miss dancing in the living room
or the way you used to look at me... with intent
it's no longer there
your confident and infectious walk
has been replaced with uneasy footing
i want to feel your strong arms around me
that make me feel so safe
instead of cautious reminders...not to cause any pain
i miss looking at your legs
that were much bigger than mine
i remember laughing till i cried
now there are far fewer laughs
but yet i still cry
i, selfishly, don't want our future
to be based on a calendar...
since their scenic pages are flipped far too fast
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