nothing more

it was nothing more than an idea.

declaring it as a “never could be” –

even before it started.

when opportunity knocked,

you did not answer.

the time was made to believe

that somebody really cared.

and yet all that was left

when i looked back at her;

was a lonely soul who really

just hides behind their fears.

the pieces from a past were being picked up;

one puts it all back together

with the glue of the things that were planed.

i was nothing more than a notion.

and you were that someone

that gave me hope once again.

and yet i was blind to see

that you would be that someone

that would break me down again.

 yet i was blind to see

that “fool” was written on my face;

and you were up there not even second guessing it.

it was nothing more than an idea.

i was nothing more than a notion.

c.2016  bgw