Sometimes I wish I was back at school young enough to be carefree and laugh and play the fool. Looking at life's intricate complexities through the simple eyes of youth.
There could be nothing more to say all that was left then was the bizarre dance of goodbye a clean break would have been kinder, but we chose to bury anger with the hatchet
I have watched you, unnoticed when your smiles and frowns gave away the reaction you hadn't meant I felt an understanding then Like I had found some cipher to your inner feelings