You walked into my life…again.
You do that at my most compromising moments.
At a distance, I could tell no difference,
For your silhouette remained the same.
We spoke of mad he and crazed she
and the hypocrisy…that is life.
You twirled my hair through your fingers
and I swear, I nearly cried.
For such care had not been given,
or rather, received from another.
Who simply knew me…
comparing to none other.