Used To Be

Used to be
all there was to do
for me
was think of you
Days past thinking
nights spent dreaming
were all consuming
things for me
filled with thoughts of you
Times there were
I had all to do
to simply tie my shoe
every second, every minute, every day,
I listened to what my heart
did say
Tough times they were
for me
filled with words
of you
Back when I had
nothing else to do
But now those times have past
once again I live at last
my life is full of things
a job, hobbies, poetry night hostings
activities abounding
people surounding
things each day
too much to list
and nightly lust
if dare I say
Those times have past
when time I past
only thinking of you
Days are filled
and nights are thrilled
But 'tis not any better
for now
I think of you
even when I'm not
thinking about you.