someozone

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 five years.
And will we remember them in ten more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past.
I've tried twice before to quit, but it just will not last.

self-pity | self-loathing | bitterness
too cautious | obvious | meek
... tears
-j