Keanu Eyes

Someday soon

I'll think his childish laughter's

Silly

Soon

I'll resent the way he talks 'bout

Booze, drugs and cartoons

I will think he's shallow

Someday soon

I'll rant about his lack of taste

And soon

He can look for my love somewhere

far beyond the moon

and I will have forgotten his embrace

But for now, all that I

Can think of is his keanu eyes

Oh I'm not ready I keep slipping

All the time

I'm longing for the day when he

won't occupy my mind

I guess I'll just have to wait

Another while

Someday soon

I won't remember rainy

Afternoons

Warm soft skin and kissing

under blankets

I assume

That any day now, he will be

replaced

But it's hard oh so hard

Lonely Sundays, crisps and

Coke and chocolate bars and

VCR

I wish I could stop wondering

Where he went

And what he's doing now and

And what we were and what it

meant

Right now I just wish that he

was still around