pulled away
I don’t feel as if
you quite care anymore
it was you
who wanted the distance
when things got hard
pulled away
I don’t feel as if
you quite care anymore
it was you
who wanted the distance
when things got hard
I envy you
your quiet life
of which I am
no part
we speak in
roundabouts
where events
are always
so-so
an average sum
of which I know neither
your lows
nor
your joys