river

each day i get a little more used to not hearing from you.
part of me is glad for you, and the rest is sad for me.
but my life has been wasted
and yours shines so bright...you shine...

the blues play in my heart,
and i sing them low,
a melancholy rythm
that the strings seem to know.

tempers rise, and then they fall.
still i'm frozen here.
try to be right, try to be strong,
try to be kind, try to be...someone else.

the river drew us close for a moment,
but now it's current pulls us apart.
"though time and distance and circumstance..."
i can't fight it anymore, unless...you ask me to.