If I’ve forsaken you for my sake
Don’t you hate me for it baby

I haven’t changed the sheets we slept in and now I smell their change on me while I lament that if things happen then they also cease to happen and now I wonder lonely hours about if lovely times remain and wander in this love of ours to lose myself in rhymes while silence seizes me with grief and still my lesson isn’t lessened while seasons pass with every week it is our union that I question

15 September 1973