Slippery Dreams

She doubts me
Just like you
She thought I gave it up
And now it seems true
Its been too long
Maybe too late
To look like a definite event
It must have been
Only a dream
Coz its too fuzzy
I don’t remember the fine lines that I drew
And the colours I filled
Have faded to the greys
Of a weepy sky
Its just a vegetable of a dream now
Watching not looking
As time gives the slip
And hurries by