I used to try and make you laugh.
I used to talk with a little honey on my tongue.
Your face would brighten and it would make my day, but no longer.
I’d think for ten minutes for five seconds of speech.
I’d wait all day for just a few minutes of your time.
I could tell you loved it too, but no longer.
There was a twinkle in my eye.
The moon was a little brighter.
I could jump a little higher.
My nights were filled with feelings of Love.
Excitement, but no longer.
And now I even live in your town.
And now I even have free time.
And before I used to chase you, but no longer.