I thought I saw you today on the street
passing by, you were hurriedly on your way.
Stopping not for a moment, or second in time
I got the feeling that you were trying to avoid.
Avoid me, avoid this, at all costs
as if you never shared a word at all with me.
The feelings it invoked in me, self-hatred and self-doubt
are things I never thought I’d feel in relation to you.
I think so much between us was simply misunderstood
the written word can have that kind of effect.
Feelings got mixed up in all of that confusion
and neither one of us was thinking very clear.
I walked away from you to do the right thing
so that anything you decided would be on your own.
It seems that your decisions have come to you at last
and you have found your way back to your home.
Of course I hoped that I could have been in that picture
but I’m not, and I never really expected to be.
If you remember back to the very beginning
you thought I was someone else anyway.
I’m sad and I miss you and it’s nothing more than that
my heart is trying to let go the idea of you.
I’m writing out all of the feelings I have
trying to remember what I felt like before I met you.
I see your words and I hope that happiness you found
is truly what you wanted it to be.
I also see that you have no idea who I really am
and that knowing me was not the same for you.
It makes me even sadder to think that you might regret
or worse, that you don’t understand at all.
That it’s simple really what happened,
that I heard the voice you used.
I wonder if you have any idea
of the words you spoke.
Either way, it matters not ,we are on our separate paths
finding again what we both seem to have lost.
I hope if it ever is really you that I pass on the street
that you won’t appear to be running away from me.