Foolish heart
Saw him for a moment
Never the right person
Never know what I saw to make me look
And if it was the right person
How would I know?
It does that little flutter of hope
What for?
I always ask it
No one again
Who would be there?
Don’t answer that question
I don’t want the answer
We were never meant to be
I don’t know what happened
It will forever be a mystery
Perhaps a sick, desperate mind
Dreams are all I have left
I don’t remember anything about last night
It would be kinder to let me remember
My companion and the being
Today was kind of awful
I just remember a lot of things going wrong
Not specifically what
Short term memory loss
I’m feeling beaten up and high strung
Which means I encountered difficulty of some degree
But exactly what, besides the few customers
And the stress of not getting enough done
I need to rest now
Have dinner
Forget my foolish heart
So he’d walk up
And then, what exactly?
Two strangers passing by
You’re a fool for thinking it would be anything else
Why am I attached to you?
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