I saw her whisper… or did she sigh. A little twinkle in her eye.
It made me wonder madly why. Why did she sit alone and sigh?
I sent her flowers, no reply. Only increasing the Why.
Watched her eat, we never meet. Time passes quickly by.
She has a man, what a man. I can’t even afford his tie.
My eyes glued, but my fingers move as I only release a sigh.
She joins a name, a list of names. A litany of whys.
It is all the same, just the same… as lonely inner cries.