Just Sad (5/12/06)

I keep thinking of things to tell you,
But I can’t send them
Down that bond we had;
It’s so faded and fuzzy now—
Dry, cold, thin and weak.

You snapped it,
I cut it in response,
And we both watched it
Dissolve
In a rain of lies and anger.

And I wouldn’t —couldn’t— welcome you again,
But I can’t help but sigh.
We both lost here,
And I wonder how you’re doing,
If you remember me and us,
And if you, too,
Have your miserable moments.