Wandering

"Wandering"

Wandering eyes keep me
I can't be the sort of prisoner you call home
but wandering souls, they have me.

"You're so hardcore" I said
Your face turned from flesh to hot coals
Pushing my shoulder with your clumsy hand

I believe you loved me that day
Between the days that lasted of rain
and the coldest of winter nights

I think I loved you too
But those wandering, a grip held
I didn't want to give up my "freedom"

"You're so hardcore" I said
A tear streamed down your cheek
I believe that was the day you realized

I was no longer an anchor
'nor your sea
but the ship that wandered from your heart

                                    -J.Lajoie