I Still Have to Water the Plants

 The Empty Room

<p>I walk slowly
Slowly into
To your empty room

All thoughts of you come flooding in

I close my eyes
Open my heart
Calling out your ghost

You are nowhere near my truth

I’d stay, but more like left behind
I’d stay and water the plants

I remember you telling me
I can wake up late
Saturdays til noon

Sweep the yard at dawn
Come back to bed

Still, I’d have to water the plants
I’d stay and water the plants…

About the song:

I was procrastinating. There was a part of me that somehow feels that maybe the best way to deal with permanently missing someone is not to deal with it at all. To nurture a foolish belief that they can live within us forever as we will too, as part of the people we love.

I never could understand, but maybe if I kept on doing my chores, I’d succeed and produce similar results. But it won’t… the way my optimism is beat by the inevitable… the way hope is shattered at the edge of realization… and I can only do my part, I can only do my chores.

This song was written minding the simple type of relationships integrated by a sense of responsibility through chores. May I feel you never leave if I repeat deeds.