APOGEE

We met in cyberspace
we seemed to hit it off
unique experiences
our trail of life did show
uncanny coincidences
that only we would know
it was as if it was meant to be
we started a small romance
awaiting each other's words
then finally I heard your voice
I reached my hand for yours
but you rejected it
I opened my heart to you
yet you chose it not
no matter what I said
however hard I tried
you never opened your heart
you never extended your hand
what was I to do
how could I win
there was no way
I am so sad to say
you had your mind made up
you closed your heart to me
that which was meant to be
is now just memory.

Herbert Holzbauer
© April 2002

Midi: Do - Do
Composer: Jan Rijken
Sequencer: Henry Huisjes

Photo: Asterisk
(courtesy NASA)