Sunday, July 25, 2010

She wasn't you

She was beautiful, in the candles glow

And we told our stories, as if we would both like to know.

I listened and nodded, and she did the same

and our feigned interest in each other, put polite to shame.


She flipped her hair, I told bad jokes

She leaned over the bar and looked back at me when they gave her new smokes

I could tell from the effort, and from the force of her ease

She could be mine tonight, she was ready to please.


And so I pulled out all my usual ruse

I did President Bill and Winnie the Pooh

I sang Broadway for her, and asked her to dance

Hoping with all my charms, I would secure my chance…


The big moment came, we walked out the door

And suddenly this girl seemed like a chore.

A tasked obligation, which I must now do.

At the end of the day….the girl wasn’t you.


So we said good night and I got in my car

And my mind drifted off to wherever you are

you may have chosen him, but my hearts still choosing you

when love comes on so strong, there's nothing you can do


Turns out I really love you, and I hope it isnt to late for you and I to become us.

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