I always know what’s next
That’s the curse of a gift I’ve been given.
So when I opened the door
And saw you across the way
My blood stopped pumping
Just like the world stopped spinning
And my stomach hit the floor.

I was sick all night long
Knowing what was to come
Was to come a little later on.

So I had to bide my time
Hold on to the last shred
Of self respect I had left.
And I waited.

Then again, I saw your car
In that place you knew I’d be
Because it’s another Monday
And isn’t it just fitting that
The last day I talked to you was
Twenty -four weeks ago to this day

But still, I was patient.
I had to wait it out.
Let you leave, then come back
See you get a little too drunk
But that’s nothing new.
I stay good enough so you never had to.

But my eyes met yours tonight
And you know as well as I
That things will never be the same
Though we both wish we could go back
To days before loneliness turned to weakness
Became you and I entangled
In a web of our own creation
Through no fault of our own.

But I talked to you today
Even if it were but a few words
And things couldn’t have turned out
Any other way