the current song playing
compels me to think of you.
compels me to start writing
a poem that won't ever sum up
the feelings so deep within me
that makes me think of you.
I feel sound and foolish
for having thoughts of you
swim throughout my mind
as I should just call you,
though I won't.
I know you won't answer,
not because it's me, because
you just don't like answering
your phone.
and I know this about you
and I'm still compelled
to think of you even
after the song ended.