One Man Raft

You're too busy surviving 

On your one man raft

To turn around and see your flailing love

Good for the gander

Noose for the goose

You left me like an ailing dove

When all I really wanted was to move into your heart

and make you a part of my standing ground

But you paddle on 

doing what's best for you 

And if it suits you 

perhaps turn around

And if in luck still hear a splashing sound

But only after your own safety's found