Wednesday, December 30, 2009

left overs


you called and asked me to dinner
a table just for two
it all sounds so familiar
just like you used to do

I quietly whisper my consent
because I'm curious what you
could possibly have to say
and at this point, what do I have to lose

I'm already done with your left overs
the candles from last years birthday cake
I licked them clean long ago
And stored them far away

I'm over all the left overs
And I'm not scared to see you

Even though I still don't understand
This part of me that wants to

See you

We order something vegan
suddenly you're all PC
I realize I don't know you
Anymore than you know me

Time has passed and washed away
Traces of what we had
I'm not sure if it was even love
But the fadings just as sad

I'm already done with your left overs
the hot chocolate from your old roomates party
You said that it would last forever
But it melted into something bitter

I'm over all the left overs
And I'm not scared to see you

Even though I still don't understand
This part of me that wants to

See you

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