A pleasant sunny day,
Turned cloudy and confusing.
When once we were inseparable,
We are now avoidable.
I was distracted,
Or unwilling.
Out of the corner of my eye,
My brain decided not to make the connection.
And then there you were,
Dead on in my view.
I saw you look away.
I saw you turn away.
The undying sign,
That you had no interest in saying hello.
At first I was hurt.
But then I decided that it must be for the best.
What would we have said?
"Hi, how are you?"
What would we have thought?
"Oh, look there's that girl."
By the time I recognized you,
It was time for me to go.
A million seconds,
A thousand opportunities,
Had come and gone,
And not a word was said.
We are nothing more,
And will always be,
Strangers in a park.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 6:49 PM UTC
A pleasant sunny day,
Turned cloudy and confusing.
When once we were inseparable,
We are now avoidable.
I was distracted,
Or unwilling.
Out of the corner of my eye,
My brain decided not to make the connection.
And then there you were,
Dead on in my view.
I saw you look away.
I saw you turn away.
The undying sign,
That you had no interest in saying hello.
At first I was hurt.
But then I decided that it must be for the best.
What would we have said?
"Hi, how are you?"
What would we have thought?
"Oh, look there's that girl."
By the time I recognized you,
It was time for me to go.
A million seconds,
A thousand opportunities,
Had come and gone,
And not a word was said.
We are nothing more,
And will always be,
Strangers in a park.
Again, about friends come and gone.
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