Time has slipped away from me
A fading quilt in the sun, you see,
I don't really mourn the day when
I walked away to a silent din.
Your words not forthcoming,
My heart not worth breaking.
I don't regret a thing.
Your eyes still search for me
On the streets filled by a cacophony
Of lovers crying out to be redeemed.
There will be no reconciliation.
Not with your notions, your eyes blinded
By what you thought love could be.