Tough

The air smells like a sweet watermelon
I know you can't smell it
And probably can't taste it
You can't see it
But that's fine, neither can I

Maybe it's the neighbors
I wish you would growl at them
And their horrible dogs
Instead of snoring
And coughing and gagging

We could walk over that way
Like we used to do
But you just lie there
Waiting for me
To make the big decision