The sound of rain and thunder
Coming from my speakers
The perfect song playing
And you’re running through my mind
I mutter your names ever so slightly
Not sure if I really want to hear them
Out loud anyway
I turn to my right
As though to look at you
As you’re reading over my shoulder
But to no surprise
You’re not there
Having the movie just ended
I am reminded of your fingers
Following the pattern in my hand
Or maybe trying to find your way through the maze
And not even I could gather the courage
To show the way to myself
To get close is to get the farthest away from me
Where does that get me?
But farther away from you
You who I either don’t know at all
Or I knew you all to well
Knowing or not knowing
I yearn for you still
It’s funny
I don’t see you in my presence
Yet I feel all around me
I feel your touch
I hear your breath
And I wonder if you will every show your face to me
I thought maybe I heard your footsteps
The other day
I thought you were right behind me
But the steps weren’t for me at all
But for a perfect stranger
Were they for me at all?
Will they ever be for me?
Is that what you are now?
A stranger
A perfect stranger
The perfect stranger
I wait
I wonder
I wait for an answer
I wonder if I had let it go
I glance to my right one last time
Only to find you in the same place
Not there at all
Then
Now
What could be
Where does that leave me?
