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.