If you ever leave me I’ll write you a love song.
I’ll call you up a thousand times a day and see your lips in music videos on bus rides between the storms. I’ll call you the winter wind in the night…that steals my breath and finds me here alone with penciled words on empty pages.
I’ll watch train windows fog and feel footsteps slip beneath the white down icy streets so close to home…so close to you.
Blue birds and love songs and borrowed names…angels and mirrors and all the pale blue reminders, they’re all for you.
All of you.