Fool's Gold

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It's 2 A.M and I am working away

I'm filling out boxes and checking off my list

And somewhere in between that I think of your loud crazy laugh

And how good it is to finally have someone pay attention

So I invest, like an addicted gambler I put all my money on you

Over and over again even as my bank account becomes as hollow as my heart

I think about what it would be like to hold your hands

But when I do, the moment is soft and rips  like a wrinkled dollar

I dream of sitting in your arms

When I do, you're cold like a steel vault

But I feel warmth from the wealth you hold inside

I don't dream of me

Tripping the alarm

After carefully picking every lock

I didn't expect to get caught

So I'm pulled away

And locked up in a cell of my own agony

Where I can't find any boxes or lists


So wee meet again because

I'm money hungry and nothing else can hold me over

I text you and you answer

In the same cryptic codes

I've learned so well

I see the glimmer of silver coins in your eyes

And it starts again

And I come running back

Feeling like I have no wealth of my own

But here it is, I'm sitting

Across the table from you

And I realize

Your vaults are only filled with fool's gold

As you laugh and joke and live like it's nothing

Because to you, everything is nothing


It's 10 P.M and you're slowly unlocking your doors

This time I don't wait outside with wishful eyes

Because I'm home

Washing the hope and heartbreak out of my favorite dress

I get my list and get on my bed

Hours behind schedule

I pick up my pencil and begin to check 


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