Sometimes,
I beat my brains out
thinking of you.
I want to say
I miss you dearly,
but I don't.
I'd love to believe
any semblance of friendship
we once had was real,
but surely I'd be kidding
myself if I did.
I was only a drifter
floating around in a pond
full of meaningless fish.
We all do it,
and believe it's meaningful
but when you
watched me walk away;
If I ever meant a thing
to you at all
surely you would've stopped me.
Times like these put me to sleep.
