A Haunting Melody
I skip this song every time it plays
And yet I’ll be out walking on the street
And from a window open across the way
I will hear the tune dance out to meet
Me there where I’ve paused coffee in hand
To wonder how it can follow me down this way
If I told you, you would understand
But we haven’t talked in years made up of days
And when I queue up at the market stall
The girl who rings my purchases hums the tune
I drop my oranges, change, bag and all
She helps me pick them up, says come back soon
And I’m crying as I gather them and leave
Because you hear this song and never know
That when I hear the words my heart just grieves
Because I’m not the best at letting go
And if you heard the song you’d not care at all
You’d wonder why it takes me back to you
We never danced to this song that fall
It never even played before we were through
And yet each note takes me to your side
It follows me from bus to bench to home
There’s nowhere I can go to hide
When every second more I walk alone
When what I want is you walking by my side
And what you want is to hold another hand
If I’ve ever said that I let go, I lied
And if we spoke I’m sure you’d understand
But speaking now is not a thing we do
You’ve chosen your way and it’s not my own
I want you to know my love is true
But I hate that the ghost of you follows me home
Where I live alone without your touch
And where the song floats in from somewhere new
I guess I’d call to say I miss you so much
But talking isn’t something that we do.
