off top: part VIII; memory (addendum)

[virgolectual]

We went our separate ways,
you living your life, me living mine...
our paths would cross on the rarest of days
we'd make eye contact from time to time...
but I had resolved in my head that you weren't feelin me
and went about my
B.i.
....

...come to find out you are pretty close to me
at least physically
and those eyes of yours haven't changed...
how was your summer?
did you miss me?
do you even remember who I am?
...
no?
...
I figured.

See, i'm most comfortable in the role of the
admirer
from afar
standing stationary but the
more you move away the
more you draw me near
even though you don't even know I'm here
anymore.

I guess every little boy has that toy he
wants
every little girl wants that guy she
can't have
every patient has that cure that they
need
every blind man has that sunrise that he
wants to see...

So maybe I am entitled to that love I
want to give...
Maybe I am entitled to that happiness I
stand to gain...
Maybe I am entitled to that heart I'm
bound to break

...

Still not finished...