I'm sorry I missed our chat again,

But then maybe it's not meant to be;

Thoughts and words bound and chained,

Never the light to see;

Silenced by matters beyond our control,

These things are never quite said;

It's only later in secret moments stole,

These visions emerge inside our head;

I wished I had said this,

Or if only you had said that;

And yet we know something’s amiss,

Each time we are finally able to chat;

Messages are sent and left un-responded,

They wither away meaningless as dust;

Those stolen moments that once kept us bonded,

Now lack in love and desire and trust;

While others now play and take up most of your time,

I sit and ponder my intrusion;

Those times that used to be so sublime,

Are now filled with doubt and confusion;

Of course I know that I’m at fault,

I’m not exactly a man who's consistent;

Is that the reason you’ve called a halt?

And immune to my charms so resistant?

Or was it because you came to your sense,

Amidst reality and epiphany;

That your heart hardened in self-defense,

For it knew you deserved far better than me;

I’m sorry I missed our chat again,

Not this one that means nothing to you;

I miss our chats from way back then,

When all our feelings were still so fresh and new;

I can see your face and know you’re smiling now,

Because you know everything said is so true;

I also know you’ll chat me again somehow,

Like I said all along.. I know you better than you.