As if you are genuinely concerned about her well being. You stoop as low to even question what she is currently doing?
It is none of your business.
*Question* Does it, bother you?
That we created a bond which (by the way) you made clear it would not happen with us.
Caught up in your mode of thought
Why is it
Whenever we speak, I hear the bitterness in your voice
Dryness in your throat, it seems the thought of what was is hard to swallow.
Our friendship remains a little fragmented,
Stepping backward rather than progressing,
Does the thought of me having a possible future worry you?
All these questions and you simply smile..
I guess everything is fine.
As per usual.