You’re not the only dreamer, <br />As you know I am one too. <br />We chose the muse to fill the shoes <br />Of whoever we obsess about. <br />You once dreamed me as a Jesses James, <br />Then accused me as a Robert Ford, <br />But it was you who pulled the trigger. <br />You somehow think that I let you down, <br />But you know that it isn’t really like that, <br />You say that you’re so hurt, then how come <br />You never speak it? Then again, <br />I rarely hear you talk at all. <br /> <br />©Charlie F. Kane <br /> <br />15/04/07<br /><br />Charlie F. Kane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-can-play-that-game/
