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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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