Thursday, June 19, 2008

Off Guard

Sometimes a word spoken or a lyric sung will catch me off guard
and I'll think of you
For days I'll see your face, hear your distant voice,
even catch a glimpse of your old car around town
I'll wish that you were here
and I imagine if you could you'd wish the same
These days I imagine more than I remember
And hope that we will one day meet face to face
so I won't have to rely on shady memories
and thin images that I conjured up while you were far away.

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