I'm glad it was her not you tonight.
I am sure the speaking of literature and film
would have gone differently if it had been
you in my space.
Looking at my things and analyzing my habits
making assessments of my mannerisms.
If it had been you, I'm sure
I may have done something incautious and perhaps
callous,
the kind of thing you come from dreams saying
perhaps the invitation should
have been lost on
maybes and could have beens.
I suppose it's unkind to think,
If one or the other just did not exist
it would make this plight much different
not better
just different.
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
I'm glad it was her not you tonight.
I am sure the speaking of literature and film
would have gone differently if it had been
you in my space.
Looking at my things and analyzing my habits
making assessments of my mannerisms.
If it had been you, I'm sure
I may have done something incautious and perhaps
callous,
the kind of thing you come from dreams saying
perhaps the invitation should
have been lost on
maybes and could have beens.
I suppose it's unkind to think,
If one or the other just did not exist
it would make this plight much different
not better
just different.
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