In a Way



Do you know? 

Do you think so, too?

When you're up, 

Late at night,

Do you wonder who?

Do you remember when?

Does it fill your dreams?

The way it does, for me?

Do you get carried away

With thoughts

Of how it may have been?

Guessing questions, 

Answers posed,

And seeing

Where your imagination goes?

Do you talk out loud?

Telling me things

When I'm not there to oppose?

Do you sing songs

You think I'd like to hear?

I do.

Don't I?

In a way.

For you.

I know.

I think so, too.

When I'm up,

Late at night,

I wander through

Memories of when.

They fill my dreams,

The way it might for you. 

I get carried away

With thoughts

Of how it might have been. 

Guessing questions, 

Giving answers,

And stop

When my imagination goes too far. 

I talk out loud.

I tell you things,

Taking my chances.  

Singing you songs,

I think you'd like to hear. 

Do you?

Don't you?

In a way.

You do.

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