I took the polaroid down in my room
I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend
It's not as if I don't like you
It just makes me sad whenever I see it
'Cause I like to be gone most of the time
And you like to be home most of the time
If I stay in one place I'll lose my mind
I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with
I had a dream that I had to drive to Madison
To deliver a painting for some silly reason
I took a wrong turn and ended up in Michigan
And Paul Bearer took me to the giant tire swing
Gave me a push and he started singing
I sang along while I was swinging
The sound of our voices made us forget everything
That had ever hurt our feelings
Now I'm home for less than twenty four hours
That's hardly enough time to take a shower
Hug my family and take your picture off the wall
Check my email, write a song and make a few phone calls
Before it's time to leave again
I got one hand on the steering wheel, one waving out the window
If I'm a spinster for the rest of my life
My arms will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights
YOU ARE READING
Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
