You’re not fooling anybody.
Even though I don’t believe a word
you say, your face still haunts my dreams.
My eyes flickering beneath their sheets,
my hand, reaching out to stop you from
dropping the phone again.
I follow you down that lonely sidewalk.
The scene where you flip your head carelessly
and keep your hands in your pockets.
The chorus clouds my sleep.
Each flicker becoming more tense, more unbearable.
Is this heartbreak overload?
The long distance line, the photographs—
I’ve been there. Let me help you.
More flickers, a thousand heartbeats.
My sub-conscious melting, my tears paint
the pillowcase as I grip the surface of my slumber.
Tears of loss, tears for you.
I don’t know about eighty-four. All I know
is right here, right now. You need me.
I’m afraid to think that I need you too.
I hate to see these number dialed,
words never spoken. It’s killing me tonight,
but I ain’t missing you at all.