A Day Earlier in April

I think if it were a day earlier in April

Then maybe this would all make sense

It's a context that would fit

But even then, I wouldn’t be convinced

Because the promises we made

Years back covered in sand

Are fragile for the first time today

And as you walk over my concrete bed

I can hear the desperation in your shoes

Who’s irregular steps drag against barren grounds

Fits someone who prefers I didn’t exist

I think, that thing you did just now

Yes that little thing you did with your eyes

Behind the prolonged brushstroke of your hand

You did in strained effort to conceal that thing you did

Yeah that thing you did with your eyes

You tried to hide but just enough to let me inside and I want to know

Why?

Why do you cry?

I think you've left me on the floor so long

At this point you’d soon peel off old gum

Resting at the bottom of a flooded pothole

Rather than pluck me off the sloping pavement

That's the way I think your eyes think

No one’s seen me the two ways you’ve seen me

I think I miss your face

Yes It’s been awhile and it seems

You’ve changed your patterns recently

But you slip sometimes and let me see you

Do you let me see you?

I'm still here where you left me

Yes, I miss better days spent by ocean views

Do you miss it too?

Do you miss me too?

I think we're both afraid of it

I’m afraid you’re forgetting about me purposefully

I’m afraid I speak knowingly

When will you come back for me

I'm right where you left me,

Laying heavy here on the ground alone

You’ve forgotten me, you don't want me

And I am afraid

I think we were always this way

But only sometimes

Sometimes, or maybe not at all

Other times it’s hard to tell

It’s been sometimes too many times

And I always get used to it being all the time

I think I know why you came back a year later to the day

After the fall I wondered if things would ever be the same

From the moment I became this,

A last minute gift to the imperfectly rough concrete

The “why” seemed clear, but not “how”

And I feel the beach become farther away

I feel it with each lonely day

You feel the same

Your eyes look at me and then melt with memories

Because a year ago on this day

Everything had changed