Vous lisez
Gone... Out of the blue, out of sight
taking the hope of anything, of everything.
Given the chance, the odds weren't the best,
what were the odds to still feel something ?
No games intended, only fun to dissolve the attraction.
Friends being a lot of things for one another
ignoring the reality of things for awhile longer
as if time could've dissipate this growing infatuation.
Out of touch, for now. The test of time
could reveal less or more ties linking existing interest.
No lies to hold on to, distance breathing in
no more less than omission of existing interest.