over and under

Weíve long lost the right
to peek into each otherís heads
when we donít know each other anymore
our faces, strangers in the bathroom mirror
failing to meet in a once knowing gaze

While sometimes I still wonder
what must be clicking over, under
and through your mind
during the tormented nights you talk
to the walls in your sleep
fingers clutched tightly
around your childhood teddy bear

And I watch like a ghost
from the opposite side of the bed
though Iím not yet dead
at least not on the outside

© Indie Adams 2012
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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