It’s nice to know
without you saying so
That you never loved me
It’s nice to know you were
as in the dark as me
It’s nice to know that it’s ok
Go and love another

The pure innocence of it all . . .
the friendly hugs
the genuine smiles
their faces lighting up at the sight of the other
She imagined that they might fall asleep side by side on hard floor, content that the other slept a couple inches away
She felt their energy expand when they both were in the house, even in separate rooms their confidence and joy was greater because of their love for the other
The pure innocence of it all . . .
filled her with jealous dread

I opened myself to desire
And it’s wings swept me away

Don't go so fast
You forget to look at the stars
Again