I Dont Even Know

christ, you're all I've been thinking about these past two days
as I sit there at my desk, listening to the useless drivel that saturates the air around me
typing in one endless line of tab tab tab tab tab tab number tab number tab number
tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab
it gets old
but my head spins around one solitary thought
you're comin home tonight
and the last thing you're gonna wanna do is hang out with me
but you just signed on AIM and my stomach did a funny little jump
my heart rate kicked up
you've been on my mind so often lately that just the sight of your profile picture makes me sad that you're so far away
and your signing off AIM makes me all the sadder because now I cant talk to you
mad at myself now for not taking advantage of that brief moment in time
mad that I'm such a chicken shit that I write poems to you in this website
ones that i know you will never see
its pointless to think that you'd ever read anything i post here
it's my safe place
where random strangers can read my innermost thoughts
but my closest friends dont dare touch
its like I've got a bubble in my head
and I'm just waiting for you to pop it
let me out, let me out, letmeout
god... just talk to me