I find myself
Trying to not listen to videos
Of you singing to me
More than 20 times a day
I find myself
Never having the self control to
Follow that
But follow you
Follow your voice
Instead
I find myself smiling
So much
I forgot what it's like to hide my teeth
I find myself
At 8am
Dressed and ready to go
Asleep at a reasonable hour
Because I need to see you
When your eyes are open
More than I need to see the moon
I find myself looking up
And looking forward
Waking up
And moving forward
Finding myself
Along the way
As I follow your voice
Up the road
To where you are
Moving toward you
Every second
Picking up pieces
Of myself
That I'd forgotten about
Or that I am discovering
Along the way
So as to tie them all together
In a presentation
A gift
For you.
