The Dream

I never made the dream

Was just too far out of reach

And though I want it still

Not sure it ever willGod how I miss you

Another seven weeks until

I called you on the phone

but you weren't at homePulling out your photograph

So many things

I wish I'd saidI passed through my home town

One of the few that made it out

Nothing has changed

It stayed the sameI ran into an ex-friend

We never had made amends

And after all these years

Things still are weirdThere wasn't much - much to say

Friendships often fade awayBeen trying to write

this letter to you

Disjointed thoughts

just can't seem to

Get them to display back

what I want them to

Crumpled failures

litter the room