Early

Go to bed at 12, wake up at two

Sit straight up, head singing blues

I’ll have to go work far too soon

But I can’t stop thinking theses days when e thoughts

I have for you

Wake up at two, don’t write till three

Reading the things you’ve sent me

I’ll never be the person you want to be

But we can try

For a future together is what I want to see

But do you

For a prison cell I would hardly impose on you

And I would gladly walk away if so you choose

Being unwanted is hardly new

But consider the strength of one

against two