Threads

Out of troubled sleep

I push aside the sheets

Check my empty inboxes, I wake

Crossing primrose hill

The muted phone lies still

No ims or friend requests await

I've convinced myself it's a good idea

I've convinced myself to stay away from you

These threads of blue, green, and red

Tied up inside me, and I can't forget

Those threads you wrote and I read

So full of promise, but all left unsaid

Staring through the screen, hoping to be seen

You're pushing me to highlight and reveal

My secrets and my schemes; forgotten names and dreams

I need you to remember them for me

I've convinced myself it's a good idea

I've convinced myself to pull away

These threads of blue, green, and red

Tied up inside me, and I can't forget

Those threads you wrote and I read

So full of promise, but all left unsaid

I'm always waiting for love to arrive

I've wasted so much of my time

(These threads)

Wound up and bound together

One day becomes another, now

One more sleepless night

Wound up and bound together

One day into another, now

But I can't break

These threads of blue, green, and red

Tied up inside me, and I can't forget

Those threads you wrote and I read

So full of promise, but all left unsaid

Keeping myself awake night after night

I'm waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting

For you

For you

For you