The city is bustling with dirt and sound, helmets and feet
and I look for you
My dreams were blurry, passed by asking something strange
dressed out of context, wake up and look for you
Look for you
knowing exactly where you are
knowing that I can’t go there
that your life is off limits
that your heart was not mine
See them everywhere with their skinny bodies
and their urban dreams: males, females
and I look for you
You are lost out there
trying to find what no one promised you’d get
trying to steal a look, a talk, a breath
trying to be close to something you admire
and I look for you
Like looking through a glass at a colony of ants
that I can observe but can’t feel
and I look for you
Knowing that I don’t know
and never knew
that the bliss we shared was a mind construct
that it only existed in the open heart
that once asked if he could trust
and will never again
And I look for you
knowing with certainty
that there’s nothing to look
at, for, forward to.
© 2007 tuttysan
