I once had a crush on my RA
But he’ll never read this so it’s okay;

While I was chasing boys around
I was lost, but you I found

Sitting, waiting with your base
A royal flush, a straight, an ace

But I was a dumb and silly dame
For that I have myself to blame

You would listen, me an open book
But I was too distracted to give a closer look

And now you’ve left for home, some desert somewhere
And I’m alone with this regret I bare.

I listen to Mayer and think of you
A missed opportunity, a wound still new.