I’m lost in the midst
of what had been
and what could be
The only map
Is the hope of something
pure
or something
like love
I want to be closer
to perfect
and further away
from good
Apathy just doesn’t
hit like it used
to
So I care and care and care
Do you cry like I do
When someone is nice to you
A touch of warmth
on a brisk day
The cool breeze in the heat
Unusual
Welcome
I’m lost in the midst
Of what was lost
And what is yet to be gained
I can’t find my way home
yet
Searching for your heart
in the sea
Salt water rains
And waves toppling
that construct
I will see you clearly
tomorrow
if you take my hand
tonight
here in the midst
of imperfect
and almost good enough
