On Her Mind Again..

In my mirror this morning…

Her eyes are full of sadness,

She doesn’t need to say it,

Because I know…

He wasn’t meant to be

2am thoughts, or 3am poems.

He wasn’t supposed to be

midnight dreams, and

afternoon regrets,

with a side of coffee.

He shouldn’t be 5am shots,

or 9am memories she plays.

In songs and on corners,

But somehow he manages

to be all those things and more,

On her mind again.