“Why is it I can’t forget you?”

I think every time you creep up in my mind,

Time has gone by and my life is no longer the same,

I’m on my way to live life in a very big way;

My mind is filled with other things; it’s quite busy in fact,

But through all the madness, the piece that is you is still intact,

As busy as I can be,

I still manage to find time in the day to think of you and me;

You’re like the mold on old fruit; you can’t remove it, only throw it away,

You’re like the fleas on a hound,

You wash and shower it, but they’re still around,

You’re the white in snow, the black in the crows;

I give you so much credit, and you don’t even deserve it,

You’ve done nothing for my life but break my heart,

And still, somehow, I know we’ll never really part,

Even when I’m married with a family,

I know you’ll still somehow be a part of me,

I don’t even know why,

But I know, for you, no more tears I’ll ever cry.

2011