I'm like tangled up headphones

Trying to pair with the AirPods

 I'm like your saving-grace coupon

That expired last month

I'm the hole in the wall 

Where a nail used to be

I'm the draft in your folder

That no one gets to see

 

I'm a leftover entree

That no-one wants to eat

The spot on a sun-bleached floor 

Where your chair used to be

The pile of clothes

That you choose not to keep

A safe tightly locked

Inside, its only key

 

I feel like the blueprint

That never makes it to the page

Or like planning an encore

That never makes it to the stage

A charger for the phone

That you lost six years ago

Opening your mouth to ask

When you know the answer's "no"

 

The world just keeps rushing on

While I've been dragging my feet

And maybe I'll find this funny

Once it's not bittersweet

My heart kept right on beating

While I watched it bleed

And everyone moved on.

Without me.