Our Conversations...
Our conversations
You always seek my approval i know...
yet you never want to show...
we drink coffee.. you buy me cake we talk bitter sweet nothings till they say its time to close
our conversations are never complete... thats just the way it is...
and then we go our separate ways with our own thoughts swaying back and forth in the train
and then i go home thinking about what i forgot to say.... and you go home thinking about
tomorrow's day
I notice many little things while we talk... the way you sometimes are but these are my
private thoughts not to be shared.
I sometimes strip you naked bare...i dissect you in and out sometimes... but you would
never know .. these dissections are private.
You look at me but you dont look beyond... you look at us but not at the horizon...I dissect
you and you.. our conversations.
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