And I don’t miss you.
Not you nor your witty retorts
God,
I can’t stand you
A stubborn captain always trying to pillage foreign ports

And I don’t miss you.
And I remember that snowy day we first met
Do you?
And I remember looking out at the station
Snow falling, blending in with the color of your skin

And as the lighthouse lights
Lead boats lost in the midnight fog
On the dark eternal surface of the unknown
So did your eyes lead me

And I may miss you.
And as the cold winds swipe up the leafs into the air
Perhaps there comes a thought of the name of yours
For me to bare
So come the hands of fate cutting my Achilles heel
And for a moment the word of your name becomes real

And in the end
I guess...
I do miss you
But you,
Will never
know