Diastole

In time we learned to wait To gather all the leaves Until the last one fell Away from the tree Over my shoulder I saw You looking back over yours How easy would it be now That we know what we know? All this time we spent waiting around Putting off all the issues too big to face In favor of the smallest of things that we could actually do To feel as though we tried something At least we know we did something Hushed by the sound Of your diastole Tenuous the grasp Until we were asked to leave It's not keeping it so you won't forget It's letting yourself believe you won't It's not welcoming sunlight through the shades It's getting yourself up out of bed It's not realizing just how bad it was It's realizing just how bad it gets We last spoke about the future And doesn't it seem naïve All the things we thought we'd see? In time we learned to let The closest ones see What we'd been hiding Underneath the fallen leaves Outside my window I saw No one was looking out yours The best that I could explain You finally packed your things and moved away All this time wondering who'd be there If we'd just gone and knocked on the door But we just rationalized that probably you weren't home At least you know we thought of you At least we know we did something