So so strange and so so good to see younwhat I’d do without a doubt to relive those long summer weeksnthe blaze in the sky showed me up for who I wasndespite my best intentions of dignity nnMy heroic opening line was stuttered and all wrong nIt left you looking foolish but Jesus you’re look so fragilenit’s caught me unaware and I so want to hold younthe serious has become hidden but only in movements and gesturesnnthe Brussels train shook my skeleton its long winds ……..?nmy threats to derail would amuse me but I regret every mile I put in-between usnthe simplest of words, I tried to tell you of your value but I was tired from the travel and you’d heard them long beforenwhen we were sure and close and my wise words you believed I far regretted every mile I put in-between usn