inevitable

you eyes search me,
and i look
for just one sutble change
give me (please please)
something to judge you by
one frecke or idea–
a new expression
let me say i don’t know you anymore

everything is the same
& nothing has changed
your heart still whispers in my ear
lonely soliloquys become reminiscent harmonies
not of what we were
but how things are

theres no difference
you, me, us then–
this is just the same
& maybe when its real
nothing ever changes

• Category: Poetry