Yes it is.
And I am here.
And I am here.
Amid people and noise,
music and beer.
And food,for thought.
More than my fill,
More than my choice.
As the count winds down
Alls hushed now,murmurs only.
and then the cheers spread,
like a wildfire through the town.
For everyone its
a second chance.
a second chance.
I walk away ,
look around
look around
and ask in random
for just one dance.
Its loud and mad again
and I cant hear.
Nothing at all.Not a clue,
of what's the moron
screaming into my ear.
And you are
heaven knows where!
Like the ripped out page
from my diary.
from my diary.
and its funny I should
think of you now.
think of you now.
No.Not Funny. How dare?
Its all wrong.You.
I left behind.
You cant be not here,
and still be,
and still be,
on my mind.
The music is soft now,
and the voice is saying,
all I catch although is,
"honey,we should get going."
I step back and peer.
Just like that
the tears run amok.
Those eyes .That voice.
Boy! Am I in some shock?
You know me, maybe,
better than I do.
You know I cant
and haven't been me,
without you.
Somethings dont change.
Not at all,
Not through the years,
the vaccum inside,
the heartbreak,
and the silly fight.
I am glad that
you came,
after all.
Happy New Year.