Another glass to fill the void, The pair cavort and make more noise.
In the picture I stood with this brash man, he thought he was part of my story but he was merely part of my plan.
He boasted of his profligate ways and his tenacious stance was enough to run away. I told him to cease the pablum jumping from his lips, he told me he would, if I would give him one more kiss.
But one was enough and even that was the mistake, a fool I was but these decisions we do make.
We drank and spoke so I could forget the past the acrimony within me, it couldn't last. His affectation did not pass me by, But I let him be garrulous as I looked in his eye, besides what was the harm, I was only trying to pass time, desperately trying to move forward as I couldn't rewind.
A glass broke as we spoke An augury? I hope not, I've had it all, I've had my lot.