for the first time in a long time
(or so it seemed),
i saw your face again.
just as i remembered,
it was sexy, cool, and calm.
your eyes seemed different, though.
i couldn't see myself in them.
that is to say i couldn't see
the light that once shined there.
i know you've been busy
and that this is a bad time
for relationships in general.
and of course, we have a history
but i also think we have a future.
i want to be here for you
without needing to.
but i get the feeling
i'm only half way there.
this one's interesting. i was dating this incredible woman and took off for a week from work for snowboarding in park city, utah. when i came back i could sense something was off. i wrote this poem and sent it to her. she came back with a comment on how prescient i was and proceeded to break up with me.
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