turn on the street lights
give this road some meaningful route
give this wayward vehicle some direction

i have read your book
but i never got to the end
the last chapter, as i recall
is where we end up as friends

i never stopped loving you
and you never knew
just because,
i never said it
when we were together

and a new king has arrived
he has staked a claim to my throne
but i have located my identity
and now it has grown

this life –
no maps and no clues
just emotional bits
and then, no glue

i should never have let it go
loving a love
that can never be mine
in love –
but no love this time

i could sit here
and watch you all night
and i am convinced
that things would be fine

i watch the vulture
as it circles above
picking over the carcass
that we once called love

if i told you i loved you
it would wash right away
it cannot mend or fix
and it is just a word people say