My eyes were focused on the horizon
Where I planned to take you hand in hand
Your eyes were staring at your feet
Swallowed by the sinking sand

What is the difference between a jester
and a harlequin dressed fool
Your life just required a quick tune up
with this oh so disposable tool

Now as I reflect upon months of madness
anyone and everyone was in the loop
Everybody but this nobody
What a delightful/spiteful social group

You schemed over cocktails and canapes
With your bitter, single friends
Whilst I smiled, winked and raised a glass
Unaware that was where it ends