Why do you always look so sad?
Why do you always stop
When you think that your words
Shouldn’t be heard?
Why do you always look away at the wrong times
But stare when you should
Close your eyes?
Why is it that the only times I see you
Are when I pass you in the street
And you’re with someone else?
Why is it that you only smile when you
Think I’m not
And why is it that that is still
The most beautiful smile I’ve ever
Why is that you’re the only person
I want to tell about my day
Even though we haven’t had a conversation in months?
Why don’t you cry when I
Tell you you should leave
And go to be with someone who makes you
Why is the click of a front door
Louder than a thunderstorm in summer?
And why do I always end up before
Looking at my throat that choked on the right words,
My eyes that never looked where they should,
My voice that only laughed and my lips that only smiled
When I thought you went away
I was the winner?
Is it that all I can remember
Is that we always looked so sad?