Patterns In The Dust

Swirling patterns in the dust
Tell a different story
Than the one of a thousand lies
That graced your lips of glory

You act like there was nothing
Except maybe a joke
Between us two, the perfect couple
Some days I hope you choke

Others I remember how
You and I were together
We fitted each other, complete
Now my missing piece, gone forever

We were always with our friends
The couple of the group
Strolling along hand in hand
Sweethearts in the troupe

We used to sit out by the lake
Nestled together in the sun
Those days were beautiful
Just like you, never outdone

For days we'd stay on the shore
Under a whiskey haze
With a barbeque, and our tent
Relaxing in the rays

But you moved on, Miss Big Shot
Didn't need us anymore
You grew up, lost your youth
Became harsher than before

You didn't want to be with me
Neglected all your friends
It's a shame to see what we've lost
And how our friendship ends

I hope one day you'll remember
The swirling patterns in the dust
Where we wrote our names and love
Please, my sweet. You must.

I.Sparrow