Sunday Nights

I want to be
this close
All of the time,
and not just
Sunday nights.

Sleep loses me on the highway between
your house
and mine.
I struggle for hours and wander around,
I'm wading through water and climbing towers
for you.

But, you don't care like you
used to.
So, I won't love you like I
want to.
I will always be here
for you,
Sunday nights.