seldom do we hold one another...imagining
if this is the beginning or the end
it may be the same...for all we know
so we merely ponder, have I found a friend?
I've never entered a relationship
wondering...is this my special one?
it has never, ever, ocurred to me
to try to brand a friendship, over or begun
for the most part, if you are nice to me, I like you
it's easy...we all crave and treasure warm kindness
seems I always write too much into
...an ocassional likemindness
sometimes latching on, or latching less
disrupts the spirits flow
we can't move on, we just digress
our aims apart, our passions slow
so what may have begun...
...in honest attraction
may be quickly squelched
...by overreaction
we have no roadmap
no directions to follow
falling into detour
our words ring hollow
fear yanks us away from that which we seek
pride only grants us the bluster
confused, we take the easy way out
alone..again..is all that we muster