Back to you.

it always comes right back to you.
i'm not even sure when it started
and when all thoughts have gone amuck
it makes no difference that we parted

the loss of the time changes nothing
and common distractions are there
but they're never the same of it even
though they're sweet and incredibly fun

of pureness of heart and such sweetness
that longs for my soft tender touch
and wanting to choose what is bestest
seems i'm asking you for far too much..

but no matter how pretty the prospect
no matter how shiney, how new
doesn't matter how much they distract me
it always comes right back to you.