good with words

you told me many things

you said you cared about me that you constantly thought of me.

you were good with "words" but those very words you professed had stopped

and silence took its place. 

your calls grew fewer

your visits even less

i cant help but think we played a game.

a game i could never win.
my instincts i ignored and for that i am partially to blame.

i only wish i knew what changed 
tbc

-DB

'04