by M. A
It’s gotten late and now i want to be alone
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home
And here i sit on the front porch watching the drunks stumble forth into the night
“you gave me a heart attack; i did not see you there. i thought you had disappeared so early away from here.”
And this is the chance I never got to make a move.
But we just talk about the people we’ve met in the last 5 years.
And will remember them in ten more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past.
I’ve tried twice before but like this, it just will not last.