I wish it made more sense,

The way you trail after me to say nothing

I wish it was perplex,

Coiling fingers around your black hair without purpose

I wish you could apply the brakes,

When you start to drive me insane

And when you say my name

Across cities and odd terrains

During times of need

With every finger in your hand twitching

With your eyes afire to see me

With your ecstatic feet running

with every person looking out the stores

I wish that I could find the words.