The apple flower petals on the ground,
The quiet moments hidden with the birds,
Quiet enough I'm mistaken for a part of nature,
A quiet sigh and again I reach for a hand still so far away,
Taken my heart out and threw it over board a long time ago,
I couldn't stand it's broken beating,
And perhaps maybe you found it,
A quiet curiosity that you would be okay without me,
A quiet hope that you would always love me,
At least just a little bit, somehow,
The wind is blowing again,
And my chest keep on aching,
I'm half the stuff I claim to be,
And I'm afraid that's all anyone thinks of me,
Counting the days until it finally comes back again,
And I get awfully tired for feeling,
When it all comes painfully,
And trust me I'm used to walking in lonely shoes.
Wondering if somehow you could trust I don't mean a thing,
I just don't understand, and
With my heart overboard you came asking for it
-Joshua Banks JJAJ