Postcard

I'll sketch out our old memories you'd rather quietly erase

And I'll fold origami

Of the smiles that once creased your face

Write each one a name knowing none will be the same

Then when hearts bleed out in paper cuts we'll say the paper's all to blame

Smiling through your teeth

Betrayed by windows to the soul

When you're in a room with people but still you feel alone

When you're watching me watching everyone as a fly on the wall

Both stubborn as mules and yet still

Pretending I don't miss you at all

We didn't know which line we crossed

(The lines I won't retrace)

You said that you felt the beat but

Didn't seem to be keeping pace

Please Dear Friend would you send me a little postcard note

Just to know you're happy with the last name that you wrote

Does he treat you well and does he show you that he cares?

Love it when you look a mess just to run his fingers through your hair

See that you're beautiful when you don't have makeup on

Despite being out of his range will he still sing your favourite song?

I can't say why you came to mind

Maybe it was just the rain

Deciding if I miss you occasionally drives me insane

Until I remember all the tomorrows that we'll know someday

And that you're just a postcard away

Now we draw new memories

(Though old ones won't be replaced)

And I will bend to make all the lovely creases on his face

Write him songs and sing them even when I can't keep a tune

And he'll know that smile of when I think of you.