I am at home right now
Sleeping in a room of relics and past dreams
You sleep in a different bed in every city.
I have a schedule now
I rise and dress and leave for the day
You never plan decisions and only do as you may.
I am silent now
By choice, by wish, I restrict what I share
You tell me everything because you believe I should care.
I am indifferent now
With all tenses, all choices
You still reek of past guilt and background noises.
But while I still ache
from things so long-gone
You never blinked an eye,
I wished I were as strong.