Just before time...

Across boundaries I make a choice, walk down to you and strike a new chord.

I hold faith in a fist, place my trust at your feet before I leave.

           Just as a drowning man clutches at an oar, I seek your understanding.

You offer it through eyes your own.

until...colored lens take over...

           I sense the change, the difference in you.

           I begin to give way within.

           I swim a struggle through words and gestures, am shocked through an outburst... after I take liberty in human weakness.

I watch myself seek a wish just to hold a mind right.

I realize I mistook courtesy for sentiment.

I recoil within as I sense you try all methods of avoidance.

I sense the loss of credibility.

I realize you hardly held trust in me as you so easily sway in your attitude within days.

 While you saw in me a weak self, while through coloured lens you saw the need to avoid me, I recoil too far to ever open up again.

Across months, We hardly met.

When we finally did , it was time to part.

yet  across deliberate avoidance, across a world fallen apart within, we just happen to part before time.