David, my darling, whom I never knew and who never knew me.


Tried so hard to stop my hands from shaking

Still my fingers when the gentle strings of my heart are so skilfully plucked by your un-intention.

Still my mind from it's ceaseless making of short handed vicious circles

Stay still – beg you to have never come across me, still, please be still

This is too much of nothing at all

With stealth you crept under my skin not meaning it at all

I couldn't prevent the word from falling from my lips and putting me at your mercy.

I didn't know till the moment you didn't hold me but only clasped me briefly

You were too conscious of the eyes of your guilt staring down at us

Maybe if we'd been in a different place where her presence - the girl whose name I only know – was not so potent nor so poignant – maybe there's still time?

But I knew.

So I talked too fast about nothing, and you wouldn't look at me like I kept looking at you, and I looked away before the tears filled up my eyes as well as my soul.

For you, there was no place like home – you couldn't wait to get back while I couldn't wait to get away

We had differences, none so striking.

I won't start with the might-have-beens or twist the knife with blame, but the fact remains I lost you and nothing is the same.

Still, my fingers and the gentle heart

Still, my lips because we're rent apart

Still not here you linger in my mind

Still you are, and still I cannot find…