seven a.m.,
    the garbage truck beeps as it backs up
    and I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away.
    Could I push rewind?
    The credits traverse signifying the end but I missed the best part.
    Could we please go back to start?
    
    Forgive my indecision
    
    Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side.
    But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.
    
    eleven a.m.,
    by now you would think that I would be up
    but my bedsheets shade the heat of choices I've made.
    And what did I find?
    I never thought I could want someone so much
    'cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in
    that old fear.
    
    Forgive my indecision... I am only a man
    
    Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side.
    But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.
    
    Twelve pm and my dusty telephone rings.
    Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
    I hope it's you.