With just your name, you brought a spark to my heart.
Yet it was just a game, which you perfected like an art.
There were growing suspicions the more we talked
So opposite positions were how we both walked
You came back again after all this time
Was it to be my friend? or to really be mine?
Things have changed, yet we remained the same
Now we're estranged, and I don't know who to blame.
posted by psychobabbler @ 9:15 PM
Yet it was just a game, which you perfected like an art.
There were growing suspicions the more we talked
So opposite positions were how we both walked
You came back again after all this time
Was it to be my friend? or to really be mine?
Things have changed, yet we remained the same
Now we're estranged, and I don't know who to blame.
