We run into each other from time to time
we play catchup and exchange stories

: : always playing the defense
trying to make you proud, and always failing

::you:: always near tears
sulken eyes, almost overflowing with emotion, violently reminding me how filthy I am for just being a kid.

There is nothing I can say that will make you see through my eyes.

I loved you as a teacher, and thought the world of you

that’s why it is so hard to take this in stride. It doesn’t matter what I do in my like, happiness is the only proverb I live by. And I can tell you lost your light long ago. The same light I used so often to help me get out of dark places.

After careful thought, I begin to feel sorrowful for you. So much wisdom and age, and still so lost. I see you in front of me, afraid to speak. We both ignore one another.

How sad, that I see you in front of me, and still wonder where you are.