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