Sep 2014
He had told me one time before the last,
that his face was that of his confusion...
And it took me some time still,
To realise...
That the confusion of which he had spoken...
.
.
.
Was actually my own
that his face was that of his confusion...
And it took me some time still,
To realise...
That the confusion of which he had spoken...
.
.
.
Was actually my own
I'm not sure where this came from. It just had to be written down and so now it's here...
