I sit here ,quite faraway from you,
Im looking at you but I’ll turnaway
If you should even glance my way,
My eyes move from your shoes
To your clothes , then your hair,
Finally I rest my gaze on your face..

Are you happy?
I turn and look out the window,
And for a minute,
I listen to the song playin through my earphones,

Do you look back at ur life and smile
Or are you filled with nothing but regret?
Do you have kids and do they love you?
I look back at you to see if you are
Wearing a wedding band.

Your husband, is he alive?
Do you still love him like you did
The day you said your vows?
How long has it been?
30 years or more? Or maybe less,

Have you cried more than you’ve laughed,
Did you get to achieve all your childhood dreams?
Is there something you always wished for
But never got the chance to have?
Are you afraid of dying?

I glance back at your shoes and think
“do you have enough…’
Just then the bus comes to a halt
I fling by school bag over my shoulder,
Look back at you one more time,
I walk to the door thinking
“Are you happy?”

I step out of the bus with no answer
To any of my questions,
The bus drives off and I walk right back
Into my life, before meeting the old lady.



You remind me of the midnight sky
Filled with twinkling stars,
Calm,soothing,quiet and serene.

I am travelling back in time,
So I can at least make some moments
from the past, somehow close to present,
You are special.

Somehow a year has taught me,
What the days were a little afraid to show.
Somehow you wove your way into a part of me,
A part i’ll always remember.
Time really does have a way of letting you know
Who will always be important,
Ill sing with you.

Ill sing with you all the songs,
The slow-rock and weirdly beautiful melodies
That our favourite bands make,
Music is our connection, our common ground.
Time has taught me that too.
Allow me to stare…

Allow me to stare at the immense authenticity
That you exude, your mind is like fire,
Burning with the most amazing yet
Strangely believable insight, don’t let it waste.

Remember the calculator,
It touched my heart  in ways I cant explain,
Ill tell my little girls of moments like that,
You put me first, wore your heart on your sleeve,
I may not have known it right then,
But you won a spot on my paper heart,
You’re my inspiration.

The lines on my palm
Are a constant reminder of you.
I never knew I had some many lines
but you showed me,
that’s something I may never have noticed,
had our paths not intertwined.

I look forward to seeing how your life turns out,
All the moments we had, I didn’t exactly cherish,
I do now, time taught me that…Ill never forget u,
I call u GRAY.