you never were 

kind or loving

but you were sexy and strong

still, looking at pictures of you

I don't know what I saw

one misses the funniest things

when it was never love they were in

just a strange brew of sadness and longing

forever for you

your fidgity ways

your mean irish face

a strange voice I still hear

always threatning to replace

no you never were

all the things you promised to be

just a little too late

still many years after you abandoned me