Stand away. Not to near.
Do i hide away in fear?
Dont talk to her. Not a word.
A thousand thoughts left unheard.
See her glance out the corner of my eye.
Avoid it. Forget i made her cry.
And i wont miss the friendship i threw away.
I'll pretend its easier each passing day.
Suppose it is, the past it fades.
No longer real. An act of charades
Yet still she stares. I refuse to see.
The one she wants. Only me.
Despite this all, she waits for me still.
Though she knows my feelings were not real.
I told her one morning, on a day turned cold.
How my feelings for her had grown old.
Or worse still, they would not grow.
As to why, i did not know.
Thats the last time i saw her as the girl i knew.
Since then the things i know are few.
I havent asked, i just moved on.
While she struggled to know where we had gone.
And i do see her when she thinks i dont.
And i will care though she thinks i wont.
Through my eyes. She just walked past.
My ex girlfriend. It happened so fast.
Now i think its better to leave her alone.
I'll never know how she waits by the phone.
And if this story were told only through my eyes,
then who else would know how often she cries?


                                                    October
2004