Monday, May 14, 2007

Overtures

You didn't call me when you were sad;
I didn't know about it till much later.
You blamed me for not being there;
I didn't know you were feeling bad.

You thought I didn't care you were down;
I felt you were cutting me out.
You thought I wasn't your friend anymore;
I think I misunderstood your frown.

I was lonely and really low,
and you felt the same thirst.
I talked to some people,
But you'd talked to them first.

You told the world I left you
I thought you were being strange.
You didn't talk to me for weeks;
But you knew I missed you too.

I finally said, 'Let's talk?'
And you did as you were bid.
You said, 'Fuck off forever,'
And that's exactly what we did.

3 Comments:

Blogger Me said...

what is really ironic, is that both of you were probably going through the exact same thing n just didnt know how to voice it...:)

9:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is a distinct possibility.

2:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

its overwhelming...

12:34 PM  

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