Crossed My Mind

Maybe he did not know that I felt some kind of way about What he did not say But then again he and I had been friends He had to know how the absence of truth Could slay a relationship that was built on words Silence turned my verbal glee into withdrawal It was the proof That what we had was no more and my disappointment boiled I listened to his-story and he listened to her-story Year after year we were seldom in a hurry But it’s alright He’s asleep now My Dearest one Good night