doubt

i looked at you
with the hairy
eyeball

way too many times

your love was filtered
with what you thought
was discretion

my heart was held back
with what you felt
was caution

our future was muddied
with doubt and
uncertainty

over and over again

i never knew
which way to look
at you

out of focus dreams
were all i had

in the darkness of
what was to come

nothing traveled
my way

until the road
was lost in the
fog

in the obscurity
of what was ours

and what could have been

(gone)