thieves

if only you knew
all those little missing pieces
those torn little paper notes
that wore thin from indecision
those few minutes a day
those little things i just cant say

if only you knew
about all those leftover puddles i jumped in
from that huge huge storm
you set your useless little alarm
if you wake up
it will keep you from harm

if only you knew
all those badly written poems
that i keep secret from everyone
because they are actually about you

if only you knew
why you cant connect who you are
because i write things about you
and i wish you could see
that i dont understand you at all
because you are me