Our fingers wiggled greetings

Across the distance between us…

That gulf bridged for a short unacknowledged space

When I knew and I knew you knew…

But there was nobody to tell you how I felt

He told me sitting on a bed

With smoke wreathing our heads and his mind

Told me that I was wanted by the one I wanted back

But I was told in a way




That I could not answer the truth

To connect us? for time…

Then I lost track and now your gaze is hidden

I seem dead to you

Lost you to her, my friend near yet so far.

Destined never to work but perhaps the truth should be told

Except theres no fucking point because it could never work anyway.

God damn it.