Busy streets cloud my mind,
all faces blurred except for yours,
i reach for you, giving everything to be with you. you seem to need me too. i am close, i can feel you move the air between us, i can see the lights sparkle in your eyes, i can hear you call out, i can hear your voice. with all i have left i reach for you my hand swipes the air where you once stood. i look around me, i am alone. then i spot you. you are far away, far away with her. a sudden jerk, a sudden pull and you change directions. why so quickly? why does she get a second chance when i long for just one? the streets fill back up. i become lost in ther mass pit of people. many interferences between us. will i ever be able to feel the air between us, the see the sparkle in your eyes and hear you call out, will i be able to hear your voice, be able to hear you?
