The Words

Did you know
I used to have the words,
I used to need them,
Used to grab them
When they hung there in the sky
Like raindrops frozen in a photograph.

Did you know
The words used to have me,
They used to understand,
Used to talk with me for hours
When I would take them out to dance
At the diner down the road.

Did you know
I used to need the words,
I used to think they needed me,
Used to be so naive
When I would write of love and sadness
I have never even known.

And did you know
The words in all their hooded glory,
They up and left me,
Left me in the midst of starry-eyed bliss
When I said, "You don't need me anymore,"
And laughed at my blank paper.