yearlongday

a knock upon the door,

that’s all i’m asking for.

nothing less, nothing more.

i know you’re still awake,

and i could use a break

from the books, and the ache.

and maybe i was wrong,

ignoring you so long.

i was weak, acting strong.

there’s no one else around.

i’m listening to the sound

of my heart as it pounds

hearing you let me down.

let me down.

let me down.

let me down.

words and music © 2009, jonathan t marlowe