I can hear what you are not telling me
I can see the passion in your eyes
fire and glass
I know the words you have kept for me
as if they were my own

But you and I
this magic of two
that you imagine we might be
it is not now
it was not then
and it may not ever be.
For that I am sorry
because what you are is beautiful like spring
but you are not what I am looking for
spring is not what I have been seeking

So keep your words for one who deserves them
save your passion for one who is coming
with a tongue like barbed wire
to make your heart cry tears of blood
for the beauty of his words

please
do not waste your words on me
like rain upon the sea
Because I will not be moved closer
despite your stormy passion

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