bereft Doar Left nameless. 040420 ... Dosquatch So cold and alone, My sould torn asunder By someone so near and dear A friend too close A touch too much The panic when you pushed away; Why not this? Why not now? Why not us? Why can't you feel These feelings I feel, The warmth when you're near, This burning when you are away? So cold and alone, Just me and my pain, Wondering what I'd done, To you, To us, In wanting so much, I've lost what I already had. I swear to you, My friend, sweet friend, I didn't know the damage I'd do Trying to get closer to you. 040521 what's it to you? who go blather from