Sudden Rush - Erlend Øye, Ewan Pearson

A sudden rush of expectation

As I realise it’s you

Like a river in a droughtful season

How cool you didn’t call

Initial hint of disappointment

The mirror of my smile

That isn’t there, that doesn’t follow

A very causal 'hi'

Why did you come at all

If it wasn’t for me?

Another blow of resignation

When realise I do

Now in your hands

The book you borrowed

The whole way we first met

Comes together in my head

When the picture’s clear you’ve left