Crescent_Moon

The earth
is a giant globe
spinning in circles

Orbiting
around a giant ball of gas
which is just a small dot
in a galaxy
so vast

A galaxy
that is only one
of many
in a universe
too big
to comprehend

There is a pile of worries
on my back
that I carry around

They collect there
every day
as different situations arise
adding new stress
to my supply

They pile up
and they hold me back
tying me down

my mind is a cluttered house
full of knick knacks I'll never use
but I can't bring myself
to throw them away

there is paint on the floor
and writing on the walls
and I know I need to clean up 
but I can't

like a tune that plays on repeat
I see your face in my dreams
showing up
in unexpected places

I can't seem to get you out of my head
and I don't know why

sometimes you're the bad guy
chasing after me

I remember waking up
and for a minute
not knowing where I was

But it only took a minute
it was all so familiar:
the wallpaper
the toys
the smell

I opened the door
and I heard voices
and I smelled that smell

when you left
you wrote down your new address
on a little scrap of paper
gave it to me
and you told me to write you a letter

after you were gone
I cried 
I didn't know if I would see you again
but I remembered