The hours in between when we're not texting or talking,
when you're out living or i'm out dog walking,
life and i ain't talking, too busy yawning,
i'm losing all that i hold dear, it's finally dawning.
Am i the only one who hates when we don't speak for more then an hour?
thoughts of you consume my time and devour
my mind but i find i hold the power,
i have the choice, still i allow her.
Of course my goal is to get the woman i love back, i dream too big,
i want to plant roots with you but you choose to dig,
rip up the plans and dreams, again i turn to music,
that plus dog walking is beyond therapeutic.
Best i ever met at rejecting those with less,
can't blame you, you're future but i'm a mess,
organize my thoughts and figure which gets,
more time in my mind, just a man with so much less.