Work in HR, committed to stories about people - in books and in life.
Come sit by the window with me.
It’s a balmy evening, and I can see;
I say yes, and you say no.
But when I say no, it’s always a yes,
Hidden in the knots of our yesses and nos
Time keeps passing by.
You were right and I was wrong.
The ghosts of the past are a terrible fate,
While the world snores on, you stay awake,
Haunted, ever possessed by memories of date,
Counting the hours for the day to take,