Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Meet over cigarettes and coffee

We never failed
To meet
Together on Sunday
Smoking cigarettes
In the cafe on Nicollet
It never grew tired
The conversation moved
And who knows
Maybe I loved you
More than a bit
Or even a lot more than a bit
So now
We have lungs that cough
We have loved enough
And wonder
Where did those days go
We thought we'd know
We were so smart
And talk all about it
We should know
We should start
Again
Together
Because it is never to late
Until the never
We have time
And you know
Just as I
It is time to decide
Will we actually love
Like we should have for so long
Or shove the feelings down
Inside
Deeper and Deeper
Until they're gone