A glance…He is aware…Pretends not to care
Our future would be bright if we could see the light
But my past got in the line of sight
A past killing a future making the present awkward
Clear foggy views of hopeless expectations
The yin to my yang
Pursuing would be in vain
Loving me stunts his possibilities
Loving him brands me selfish
Even if I am freely giving…my heart
Both of us masters composing excuses
to play before a deaf audience
Even the color blind can see there is no green for go
Only gray…gray matter ventures on what could be
My past negligently murdered my present future
So…we keep walking..opposite directions
Carrying our dreams and expectations with us