Knights in Plastic Armor

2002-07-09 - 1:47 a.m.

I miss you sometimes
when I blow hair off my fingers in the shower
when I fold my pillow in half
when I touch that pink pig that now hides in the closet, up on his shelf, and remember something else that was pink
when I hear the words "New Hampshire" or "Texas"
when I bend over to brush my teeth, the toothpaste dripping from my chin
when I see children with whitish-blonde hair
when someone splashes water on bathroom floors
when I wear overalls
when I witness nail-biting
when I hear Dave Matthews or Pearl Jam
when I read the beer menu at Crown and Anchor
when I drive past a red truck or a Harley
when someone calls for a child that shares the same name as you, and I get chills
when I still believe you'll walk through that door someday, to take me away and save me
when I think about driving to California
how I left you with tears in your eyes
you, who's too tough to cry
I shattered that fucking heart then
you did it to me first
three times too many
you should understand
of all people
why I had to go
determined not to look back
so why do I suddenly feel
like calling you?
could it be possible
that I am really that lonely?

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