Hesitation

Unable to think
I look around and see joining rings of her
one tape here one letter there
a red “I love you” heart shaped pillow
what’s in my mind for her
gush! I don’t know

Singing with the sirens on our lonely island
seeking my hand before the deepest ravine
what’s already done may not be so important
but those yet to come I’m afraid to imagine

Sometimes I say nothing is true
persuading my self I’m only dreaming
but when my moods are blue
it’s beside her that I’m leaning

Two faces in me are more than enough
days are generous but nights are rough
when the longing sleep fails to show up
to take me to the land of forget
to places where solutions I don’t need to have.