bob@security.UUCP (Bob Jordan) (11/13/85)
NO REGRETS
What potential we had!
And it never worked out
as planned, because
you wouldn't conform
to any rules
or expectations.
When I tried to peer
inside you,
(looking through your eyes)
all I could see
was a mirror image
of myself.
If you had reversed this
for just one moment
-tossed me some morsel
of yourself- I would have
grabbed it, clutching at
anything within reach.
But I worked with the tools
I was given, not knowing or caring
where you were leading me.
So often we were alone,
crying out to each other-
yet you wouldn't give in
because you needed
to prove to yourself
that I loved you.
There were many times
I wanted to reach inside you
in order to shake myself loose,
but couldn't- because I believed
your soul was trembling, vulnerable
to all the pain of heartbreak.
Whatever we had,
whatever might have been-
was yesterday, not today.
Now I stand here
thinking of the eyes that
wouldn't let me in,
remembering that I worked
with the tools I was given;
and I have no regrets.
--
"OK guys. Blues riff in B. Watch me for the changes, and try to keep up."
security!bob@mitre-bedford.ARPA (MIL)
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