Don’t you think it strange?

A shadow needs mass

To allow the sun to rearrange

So how is it your shadow follows me

When you are never here?

 

I find it quite peculiar

And if I’m honest

It’s really quite perturbing

All the time I see your shadow

But you

Are nowhere to be seen

 

Every corner that I turn

Reminds me of what I’m missing

They say you don’t miss

What you never had

Strange how they lie

Without missing a beat

What would they know?

My shoes don’t even fit

Their oversized feet

 

I find it stranger still

When you slide into my dreams

It’s as though you yearn

For us to meet

The day will come

I can promise

You that

 

Until then

Let’s be content

To brush shadowy shoulders

On a brightly lit street

I’ll cradle your shadow

I’ll keep you close

Then when that day comes

I’ll turn off the lights

 

We will open the curtains

And cast out the shadows

Hold each other

Too tight

We will talk to the moonlight

Laugh at the rain

 

Nothing will matter

When we are together

Again

 

But don’t you think it

Strange?