in my will,
I want to reach out.
I want to tell you I'm in town.
I want to invite you for coffee (I fancy an Americano with a million sugars these days)
I want you to know I'll always want to talk
I want to see you and be seen by you
I want to send an email
I want to tell you about my life! An update of sorts
But I want it to be returned
In my will, I want you to forgive me
I want you to want to talk to me
I want you to want to see me
I want you to want to be in touch
As two people who were so in love
And not treat us as something that never occurred
Or me as a ghost when I'm more alive than ever before
In my will, I want to call you
Invite you for ice cream (lucky charms is back at salt n straw!)
And head out to larchmont village together
In my will, you'd give me an opportunity
To be human
In my will...
