In a lovers sight

Sometimes in the silence of the dead old night
I close my tired hung eyes
Letting the curtains fall shut and the drapes cover up

Those times I can even imagine
Walking inside your house surrounded by faded thoughts
Words and your novels spread

You sitting on the middle of my carpet
Piercing my eyes with a shattering alluring smile

I used to love you my friend
I do care to explain

Holding a tight grip on your shoulder dragging you up
Putting meat loaf in the oven
Old friend what happened to you
You are shrinking and getting small
But you are getting so tall

Besides you I seem little
It used to be so very different and I used to love you

I sit down at the kitchen chair on the other side
A round table between us
You and me
And I let you tell me about how we could never have been
What we were

Then you tell me about this plot
This story you have written
It's about you and me you said
Expect in this one you didn't run away

I ran
Judge me but I couldn't stay in your way
Inside this house

Because all the word you have written
Is tattooed into my spine
All the worlds wouldn't change a thing

Old friend I used to be this lover that used to love you
My friend did you see me for who I was
Or who you wanted me to be
Because this girl in your novel
She isn't me