Feels like we've barely spoken. And yet, there's still so much unspoken, isn't there? It's not as if time and distance don't make it next to impossible to reach each other, plus, you're busy, I'm busy and these things tend to fall by the wayside. Is that how it's always going to be? You and I on separate corners of the universe, barely acknowledged thoughts hidden in the back of each other's minds?
Is that the way you wanted it to be? Maybe Im just making too much of this.. Maybe we've always made too much of this. But you always had a way of making me see things clearly, and with you in a world away from here, I think Im loosing that vision...
You're just the image I conjure up when I feel like that's all I can hold onto.
Yesterday I met someone in the club. He had dark, sparkling eyes and he made me smile. And then I thought about the world's fascinating faces out there .. and somehow, I came back around to thinking about you...
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