What we do with our time..

step, step right over me,
careful now, navigate with ease.
what it is that you want me to see;
is this something that we can appease?

dance to a dream,
where inspiration can flourish.
maybe a friendship, we can redeem,
and each other we will possibly nourish.

i wish i could brush you off as if i don't care,
but, boy you sure do have your charm.
with a half hearted smile and an eager stare,
with a companion; fitting snug inside the nook of your arm.

ironic how you cared so much before,
but i slipped up, made one small mistake.
and though that's more than what you allow for,
just one part of this game that we partake.

conversations kept short and somewhat inapt,
while we both sit here mum and learn how to deal.
i guess we know our integrity is intact,
although, we'll never know, just how we both feel.