pearls

Not Good At This

Posted in terzanelle by maggie on 2009/07/15
Not Good At This

Alright, my room is empty, set to go,
no more than I can carry, keep the rest,
this might not mean goodbye, I'll let you know.

I posted what I could, you've seen the best,
but I've got some of yours to take along,
no more than I can carry, keep the rest.

Let's not do kisses, I'd just get it wrong,
I never had the time to do them well,
but I've got some of yours to take along.

I've made arrangements for my clientele
except for one I'm wishing I could keep,
I never had the time to do them well.

My promises are thin, my talk is cheap,
my dreams are headed somewhere out the door,
except for one I'm wishing I could keep.

It wasn't you.  It's me.  I can't do more.
Alright, my room is empty, set to go,
my dreams are headed somewhere out the door,
this might not mean goodbye, I'll let you know.

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