Slip away

It's gone today, the faith in people.
I won't find another in whom to confide. So why bother? Who is worth the effort?

Things remembered

I finally stalk into you from before. I remember the story that I told everyone, including myself. I try to separate the fact from the fiction. I don't dare look over my shoulder, I know you won't be looking back. It wasn't the glance that I wanted. I wanted the straight ahead look that would dig into me. The me that I want someone else to know, who knew.

The look that you want me to give back, or that I want you to want. That I want someone to want from me.

The rings

It wasn't that they didn't hold, they just didn't hold enough.