Hi!  How are you? Hi!  How are you?

All I am saying in reality is hello,

I do not want to know how you are,

For I might really have to know, care,

After all it’s merely a greeting.

‘Bye” I call so easily it rolls smoothly

upon my pink tongue,

Flippant words tossed into air,

Actually all I mean is ‘See you soon”

not you’re gone for good.

I would not wish for you or me,

What I meant is I hope to see you soon.

“I must have you round for a meal”

Generosity spouts from full lips,

Time speeds on…unexpectedly we meet,

I say hurriedly, sweetly,

“I must have you over for a meal soon”

You’ve sadly gone away I heard,

Or is it that you’ve gone deaf when I say,

“I must have you round for a meal”

I am puzzled by the way your eyes glaze over

as I speak,

“I must have you over for a meal”

I sincerely mean the invite, but I’m

so busy, you know how it is.

Truly I did intend to meet with you,

There were just more important matters,

“No need to be huffy or hurt”

“Your special to me but you can wait”

I ‘m sure you understand.

“I cannot believe you’ve gone,

I never said good-bye”

You vanished in the air poof

!

Words….

Sometimes covered by well meaning,

politeness, I discover, realise,

Actually I don’t like or care for you,

Tis rude to say this to your face,

Thus I use my public face to put you

in your place.

Words.. words…words….

All I HEAR…  WORDS… wafting in the air