i see you standing there <br />in an old metro station <br />'red shoes for the weekend' you said <br />'ah' was all I said <br /> <br />'wont you walk with me' you said <br />'will you let me not? ' I said <br />what you said after does not really matter <br />because I did walk with you <br /> <br />and did share those sunsets <br />('yes. He did a good job on this one' i said) . <br />('She did' you said) <br /> <br />and did share your air, <br />your time, your space <br />the odd waffle cone <br />and your grouchy morning awake <br /> <br />what happened after <br />i still am trying to know <br />('you dont want it anymore' you said) <br />('perhaps we never did' i said) <br /> <br />but still i see you standing there <br />with your red shoes and your wayward hair <br />you smile that red shoe smile <br />that i dont want to see. <br />sometimes why cant time just let me be?<br /><br />anasuya balla<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-said-i-said/
