Sunday, June 12, 2011

Two


Trying something new
when I met you.
Hadn’t gambled in a while,
quiet, sweet, not the usual smile.
I felt in control, strangely.
Little did I know,
It was yours all along.
I took a chance and spilled it all.
On the spill I slipped, stumbled, and took a fall.
You took notice and let me know.
Awkward and rosy, I retreated,
feeling all too defeated.
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t you.
Just not time for us to be
Two.

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