for john darnielle
By Cole Mileaf
Saw your face again in a photo from the past.
That was four years ago and it would never last.
Some sort of spell that you must have cast
What a rain drenched Summer.
You loved dancing in clubs, I was deep into the blues.
You were always smiling, even with bad news.
I guess I helped you but we don’t talk anymore
What a bittersweet feeling.
You made me
the man I am today
if that’s something you regret
When you were gone, I didn’t think much.
Tried to make an effort but never kept in touch.
I thought you liked me but it was all a front
Quite a poor decision
Tell me please
What’s your motivation?
To fake a love like this.
If you were trying to aim for the bullseye babe
the arrow missed
the arrow missed.
Left me empty handed
as I’d been left before
but empty hands have room
to do more.