Hours Interminable

And, and I also remember...
I remember that one time,
the time... it's funny, you weren't so sure,
so sure about yourself---back then---
now, now of course, it's...it's different.
I used to stare at the large tree,
the tree outside your house,
hours interminable,
thinking about you getting ready,
picking at the tree's cortex...dettaching,
dettaching chunks of different sizes...
Maybe one day I'll write our name...
I never did.