I saw how her boyfriend treated her.
I gave her a way out,
She turned me away.
I was there for her diagnosis.
I was there for the celebration.
I asked again.
And again I fail.
She turned the other way.
For three months nothing was said.
Boy can I choose ‘em

Late on New Years night,
We rode home on a charter bus.
There she laid on me.
The twinkle of hope yelled silently in her eyes.
I kissed her atop the head.
That sparked the worst fire I’ve ever lit.
We dated for months.
All was great,
but she sat planning of ways to say goodbye.
It came all too soon.
Boy can I choose ‘em.

I wake up with a start and run to my notebook.
I draw and write all night.
I have a plan.
I have help to ask.
Then I bring it up
And she laughs I’m my face.
I never ask.
Boy can I choose ‘em

How can I trust?
How can find her?
Why am I the black cat?

I spend a season away from the drama.
I make friends I will always remember.

The missing verse.  
The one that burns to write.
The girl I can’t ask.
I regret that one night.  
The night I didn’t take my shot.
Boy can I choose ‘em