Abstract

Her letter said
I’ll leave my keys outside your door
I loved you then
But I feel nothing anymore

and we were blessed
that out of chance we had met
but you could’ve guessed
that these two paths would split again

remember when
this felt like nothing you felt before
but then
we grow tired of what we adore

so happiness
will never be constant
but happiness
is just an abstract concept

so you’re always chasing
some new meaning
because you’re always losing
what you once believed in

so I’ll start again
there are so many prospects
I loved you then
but love’s an abstract concept

Missed Connections & Casual Encounters
Copyright 2011 by Joel Michalak