Ok, ok

Ok, ok,
I'll have to step back for a minute,
Because you fill up all my wasted time,
And I'd rather waste it on something else,
Sometimes,
Your voice will still resonate,
But falling on numb walls,
For a while,
Who knows what life will gift us,
But I'm glad for the gift of you,
Don't think I'm being callous,
I'm just not feeling myself,
Of late,
And my true thoughts feel looser,
Around my alleviated brain,
Like the snail braving the light,
I want to see what lies outside this time of year,
No tainted love or foolish emotions,
Just a coiled heart,
Ready to spring into action again.