Boomerang

late nights, old stories, new names 

you told me I've changed

and we barely slept. 

early morning i feel the pain

and we pack a few things 

like sweaters and boots and dangerous ideas

on the open highway, looking for mountains (and meaning)

yes we're half crazy

 but it's good to know 

that you want me safe

and you notice when I'm gone.

sad smile, hug me tightly

and tell me I don't have to call

and I wonder why I held your hand

chase me down

my heart is a boomerang 

try and catch it 

 but i know no one can.