For John Darnielle

Saw your face again in a photo from the past. That was four years ago and it would never last. Some sort of spell, that you must have cast What a rain drenched Summer. You danced in clubs, I was deep into the blues. You were always smiling, even with bad news. I guess I helped you but we don’t talk anymore A bittersweet feeling. You made me into the man I am today if that’s something you re-gret okay. When you were gone, I didn’t think much. Tried to make an effort but never kept in touch. I thought you liked me but it was all a front Quite a poor decision Tell me please What’s your motivation? To fake a love like this. If you were trying to aim for the bullseye babe the arrow missed the arrow missed. Left me empty handed as I’d been left before but empty hands have room to do more.