I missed you tonight
Tryna’ clean up my act
Take a night off of drinking
And thinking
Backtrack
But I laughed
At the jokes,
And the banter,
And clamor
My band and its lyrically
Stammering
Grammar
But couldn’t bemuse of who
I am enamored
With still
For it isn’t a story
To thrill
Not a glorified conquest
Of some silly girl
But the woman with whom
I would soon
Change the world