Left Patterns Lost

All the clocks say it’s half past two. and there’s so much work left to do. but you’ve left patterns lost in my head. with the words and the things you have said. Wasting hours until it’s through. day is so long till I’m here with you. nothing matters until it’s through. day is so long till I’m here with you. I sat down to write words for your heart. But I couldn’t reach out that far. So please forgive for my loss for words. You are better then I could deserve. Wasting hours until it’s through. do it every time until I’m counting it backwards. the day is so long till I’m there with you. saving all the messages on the pager. nothing matters until it’s through. checking all the letters on the computer. Wasting hours till I’m there with you. although the time could never go by any slower.