65. Whenever you think about me, grant me a smile, whatever you feel about me now, just for old times' sake

lost you in the abyss between words

so you're not there

anymore

well

all I know 

is

I'm here

and 

though you 

might not noticed it

you are

always 

around
me

fooling around

singing Carole King

songs in my ears

or

lying in the couch

behind me

while I 

frantically

hit the keys

of this wornout

keyboard

witnesses

of many stories

in which

you are

the usual suspect

and I

stand defenseless

before the jury

now
I'm walking

down the aisle

they're

closing down 

the court room

doors

we

may be parting

now

but that means

we're moving 

forward

I know
what you'll say

that's 

life

but

there's

a piece

of me

that leaves

with you

love, Yours Truly