Restless

Restless

Times change,
sad dreams remain.

I had great summer plans
for me and you
in the way that sometimes
I plan more than just love
and cuddling,
and can follow through.

The best laid plans
they say
often go awry.

Your parents interceded,
decided you would
bend to their will
and capitulate,
and spend the summer
with them and in classes,
leaving me alone again.

I am restless
and it hurts my heart
to think I may leave your love
and once again strike out
to find what I think I need.
I see it coming
down my highway
like a runaway-to-ruin truck.

Dreams change.
I am left with sad thoughts
of time spent with you.