on a perfect afternoon

thinking you would be there soon

by the evening time

it was obvious you were no longer mine



you should have written, you might have called

you should have never led me on at all

but you were always a few days ahead of me

and there was always someone else instead of me

instead of me



sitting perfectly still

barely fighting off the chill

feeling cold, feeling dumb

it was becoming clear that you wouldn't come



you should have written, you might have called

you should have never made this plan at all

but you were always a few days ahead of me

and there was always someone else instead of me

instead of me