The thing is
As I sit here and drink my red wine
My love buying food for his crew
He still hasn't read my poem
That I sent yesterday
And its all okay
Until its not and its revealed
That I am young
And I do not know sometimes
And its true you have to understand

That I pointed a camera
And spoke some poetic words
And hoped for the best
And never really knew
That I'd end up where I am now
And it hurts to hear I might have cost myself some wins
But this is why I am 26

And learning
And learning oh so much.

So I drink my wine
And can't grieve too many times
But fill out the information a little bit better
Than I could before
And learn and grow.