August 3, 2000
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I should have been careless
I should have been callous
underneath the streetlamp's sodium glare
I should have been thorough
pushed you back, your stubborn heart
and left you once and forever there
But I kissed you
I smiled as I waved goodbye
and I meant what I said
this is a rough road you wed
I'm sitting here in Dallas
a dive in Texas
with an ache like a forearm for the spoon
I am peeling back the labels
I'm spinning empty bottles on the bar
lonely litters the room
And I miss you
even more than you warned I would
this is a bitch of a test
this is my white flag at best
all the pretty places that I've been
none compare to you
I am sorry through and through
if you'll have me I am coming home to you
Posted by bethamsel at August 3, 2000 4:28 PM