where was i when you teased me
seems like i am just following the bait
where was our lives
when we were young
where did our future hide?
Category: Poems February 1997
Where Will I Find Them – Written Saturday 22nd February 1997
i met a fantastic friend
just standing there
all alone they will be
i left a fantastic friend
and wondered if they ever think of me
Role Playing – Written February 1997
when i am walking through the night
are the things i meet
things that really exist
if i were away for a week
would i be missed
Early Birthday Present – Thursday 20th February 1997
she is a girl
that i could watch close
inches from her smile
stay a minute, stay a while
Four Days of Thinking – Thursday 20th February 1997
i am tentative in my approach
i am tired of meeting the strange
i do not need their hang ups
they end up being my own
Shipwreck – Thursday 20th February 1997
a luxury liner reclining in decadence
i should have been told
that life’s seas are a nonsense
Dipping a Toe In – Thursday 20th February 1997
i do not want to get attached
because i am scared of getting hurt
but i do not want to remain detached
because i really like you
