Conversation with myself...

*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!

Slowly the pen touches paper in the guidance of the words that you write
Memories roll in, of the things you once did and who you had shared them with
Is somebody thinking of you?
Did I bother telling you this, with the words that cross teeth and jump lips?
A poor choice of words in wanting to tell you anything, but words don't come with ease.
They're forever my hurt
Would it really matter if you were to count the days left with your hands?
Your focus secure and the loves you left well
Smiles staged in photographs
You left the light on
Theres a chance I might have tripped
You were there to hold on
I'll lay awake for a while
I'll leave the light on a while
You couldn't last a lifetime caught between here and the days of it, carving her name across your arm with every wish
It's hit or miss her
I told you so
I measure distance in lines departing the rest of my life, but you had better things to do
Liar...

The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*