
Sorry I called you a stranger last night without meaning it.
Quite weird how we don’t allow our loved ones to change even slightly.
The second they do – we quit.
But I do apologize for growing apart, even though I was thinking
That we’re birds of a feather, flying in the same direction –
So I took off without blinking.
I crash landed in the next empty field, no sight of you, just dirt.
For a moment I did believe you got lost chasing…
After weeks of silence I stopped waiting on you to revert.
Then, four months later, in an empty hallway your eyes meet mine.
Such a happy moment, you’re there but somehow not smiling.
I realized you’ve lost your spine.
Ran into you a couple more times. Your stare so blank, I wondered –
Maybe I’ve become see-through, and this is afterlife?
Maybe I should close my eyes and count to one hundred?
It’s been a while and I still see your face in my dreams, I do.
It’s painful and wonderful, and I want to hold on…
When I wake up – still no signs of life. No signs of you.
Sorry I called you a stranger last night without meaning it.
You could’ve called me back then. You still have my number.
You goddamn hypocrite.
-JW