One day, I hope not to wait
Watching as you erase me
In new faces, places and stations.
I do not want to always hear
Your hurried goodbyes, two and a half minute
Long conversations about how busy you are,
While your friends laugh in the background.
I do not want to watch my days go away
As I watch my phone to make it ring,
My decision to be cold and not pick up
Evaporating the moment I hear your hey.
One day I hope to be you
Letting places and people push me around
Then I will not have to try
To make you a memory, it would be too easy
To forget you in the time I am busy.