You come to me so unexpectedly
and you leave me just the same.
And I can't say that I don't wait
for you to return, so maybe I'm to blame.
Sometimes I can be impatient
demanding you in every wish.
Other times I can be so slow to catch on
you swing, and I miss.
There are days when I pray
not to feel you anymore.
And there are many times
where I successfully close that door.
But you always find a way back.
Wether it's a sudden realization
or a slow understanding.
Some days you fill me with indignation,
you can be so cruel.
But other days you are the one thing that I really need.
You are really something,
and without you I am not myself.
Without you I am lost and afraid.
Without you, I am overwhelmed.
So I look for you, in every little thing.
I expect the unexpected,
and I wait for the day
that you sneak up again, undetected.
