04-27 Again.

I did not know you.
I did not try.

But what I heard,
made me cry,
quietly,

as if you were next to me,
invisible,
as you were next to me,
invisible,

crying quietly,
while you tried
to get people to know you,
but,

here we are,
and there you are,

so what we do next,
wishes don't pull a carriage down the road,

nor do empty promises,
but maybe this next go round,
as second chances go,

We''ll say hi.