Yesterday you said goodbye and turned and walked the other way without any reason or explanation. Is what I see before me a hallucination? I should have seen it coming. Im not perturbed by the fact that you see me as a disgrace. I need the confidence to take a stand and put you in your place and wipe that stupid smile of your face! So different, I always thought that part was insignificant but still you deem the problems as no accident and thought my fucking attitude was ignorant or was that just bland? I see you run, I see you hide, you breath so soft and talk so slight. I bet you wish Id let things lie but Im just warming to the fight. I see you standing alone on the cold city street as you reach for the phone. The bottles run dry, the tear in your eye you realise now that I tried . . . how I tried?
