Briefly We Loved

ah, now it seems you cannot stand the sight of me and all that I represent - despicable, erratic, an unwelcome sight as if infected with a contagious disease that you cannot wait to run away from. to be sure, about you I feel no differently, honestly, my dear, I find you overrated; crazy of me to fall for your nice exterior, blind not to sense the hollow woman that all along was there, fool, fool me. isn't it funny how things turned out to be? for at the start you thought you could not make it without me and I felt so similarly as we clung to each other and excluded all others from our lives - friends, folks, acquaintances, like no one else existed and the world revolved just around us. remember when the brothers sang "like strangers that's what we are..." and we burst out childishly giggling, silly, that could not ever happen to us; but now as we reach the dead-end wouldn't you say that we laughed rather so prematurely? if but for a moment we loved or at least thought we really did and that should be quite enough; no more squeezing for feelings that simply are not there anymore. smile, darling, cut out the melodrama, simply say goodbye, no hard feelings; it's over and after all is said and done, it was good while it lasted, wasn't it? you used me just as I used you. baby, we just were not meant to be or maybe we were...if only briefly.