Ninety-four percent (eclipse of my heart)

That year was stupid. I do not recall much. I know that time lacked essence. I was stuck. You were improvising. In hindsight, I lost what could of been a profound friendship. I do regret being so selfish and ungenerous. I think of you every now and again. Today you invaded my thoughts. It is special moments though brief, I wish we could share. I imagine one day our paths will cross again. You will be swallowed in the company of others. I will remain in the background as a temporary fixture. My wish is you will acknowledge the moment with forgiveness.