We both wanted to fall for each other,
in our head,
but instead
we both fell for an old lover.
There was no time to recover.
We were sleeping in a bed
made for two others.
It was a shame, oh, what a bust.
No one to blame only but us.
Yet I feel as though I must
blame you for leaving you in the dust,
dumb founded, edges rounded.
I cannot snag on you,
so I put up a white flag for two.
You had no say, but neither did I.
The ex lovers had a way to pull us apart.
And to think it was destined from the start.

Be careful who you give your soul to.
You won't be left with the whole you.
They won't treat you like they are supposed to.
No one thinks woe is you,
But only you.

It's like I lost the key to a broken door.
You see, I would open it but I would hope for more
a life filled with ecstasy.
Not the kind of e we abused recklessly,
but the kind we sweetly wished for at night.
Instead I see the world fall on its side.
As my flushed cheeks press against the cold floor,
I am waiting for a sign or something more.
To stand firmly on my feet and admit defeat.
As I am here
and you are there,
forget me not.
These excuses I have made, and there are a lot,
are as fleeting as you thought
me to be.
But I am here
and you are not with me.