I'll see you in October.
I'll see you in my dreams.
But I can't keep pining over you
like I have been for years.
I'll see you in Brooklyn.
I'll see you in Heaven.
But I can't keep pining over you
like an aimless idiot.
I'll see you in poems.
I'll hear you in song.
But I can't keep pining over you
like a spider monkey.
I'll see you in blues.
I'll see you in devils.
But I can't keep pining over you
like I know I will.