Familiararity breeds contempt
And words are the cement
That binds and ties
Before we realise.
Violence used in any way
Destroys the bonds and tears away
The thin veneers of what was there
Like gossamer clouds in hot dry air.
And you and I confused by why
Somehow don’t know, can’t even try
And what could be soon becomes
Panic stations, too highly strung,
Emotions strained both on the run,
Away from things that could have been
No longer real no longer seen.
And while these things are all too true
Too many times the truth I knew
Lay with me and not with you.
I wish that I could take things back
A second chance, a different tact.
But sadly that can’t be especially now
Too much has happened and then somehow
You would always be on guard
All too much, all too hard.
Its better that I go away
Somewhere else, I just can’t stay
But even so I want to say
I love you now and will always.
