The fascination you once provided,
-Has gradually subsided.
I now glance into your eyes with contempt.
Like winter, here, but uninvited,
With so much life yet to be decided.
At least we made an attempt.
We’ve beleaguered our souls enough,
Love shouldn’t be this tough.
Our convictions made us keep a grip.
We’ve called each other’s bluff,
Goodbye shouldn’t be so rough.
All of this running away has made us slip.
Justin McCahren (12-13-04)