Ten Steps Behind
Like parallel lines that don’t intersectLike strangers in subways that never connect
Like messages in bottles that never reach shore
Like a drained stream, I don’t try any more.
Because
You’re like a storm cloud that dampens my light
Like a blank stare in the dead of the night
Like a worn out movie that’s stuck on rewind
You’re that man on the sidewalk, ten steps behind.
This Poems Story
Written for someone who pretends they don't have time for me any more.
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