You didn't come see me
You texted you would
You did text me happy birthday
and I did get a love you in there somewhere
But that's not love
What that is is gone
I figure it's me
I am overbearing
I know it
It's better to be natural
And your natural inclination is
and mine is
I live next to an ocean
there's sand
memories of
smiles
miles
laughter
tears and
years and years and years
of beautiful moments
Nourished
abundant
powerful
shining
joyous
playful
as you know I am
Don't think I don't know you
nor that I think that you don't know me
waiting
You can find me in the morning
near the ocean
at 40th Street
or on my way there or back
for now
You can knock on my door
anytime
if it's you
When it's you
