I watched you admiring the moquette
On more mornings than I can remember
But you never looked up at me
We shared an obscure passion
I wore a Colindale tie
And you wore a Landmark sweater
But we never connected
And then you were gone
You no longer shared my train
I still stroke the beautiful moquette
And think of you but it is not the same
I have deceived you
And you have unconsciously
Deceived me without intention