I Sing To You Softly

I sing to you softly so you won't hear
or see where I'm going because that's why I hide
you have no taste of your own.

I slide into my own darkness because that's where it's quiet
and occasionally shiny, sleepy, but not desolate
just nice.

I wish you would speak to me sometime
you are so oblivious to what I am or can give you
we could have been magic, don't you see?

I could have changed your world like you exploded mine

Again, written for the Boy Wonder. Trying to convince myself, to convince him, that we were perfect together. Of course we weren't. Although he did go on to do engineering...