It Is Kind Of Hard To Hold

But It Was Important To Simply Be Sought, Even If You Didn‟t Ever Want To Be Found.

Talk Was Cheap And Useless. Action Was What Mattered. And Me, I Was Moving. Now, Again, Always.

Honesty In Principle Was One Thing. In Someone’s Face, It Was Another.

That Was The Thing. You Never Got Used To It, The Idea Of Someone Being Gone. Just When You Think It's Reconciled, Accepted, Someone Points It Out To You, And It Just Hits You All Over Again, That Shocking.

There Was Nothing, Nothing To Depend On. And Why Was I Surprised?