If I wrote a thousand songs
would you notice when
every single one was for you?

so I don’t say your name
I’m still transparent

and now it’s gray, collecting gray
like thunderclouds building
do you like the rain?

I stare out the window
like you stare through me

I write your song, notes appearing
like raindrops on my page

and words follow slowly
for you tie my tongue up so

But if I let slip your name
just once, a tattered whisper

I have this funny feeling
you’ll see right through me
as if I wasn’t there

my words will fall at your feet
along with my unnoticed heart