Monday, March 17, 2008

It never happened

We might as well have fucked
For all the people who thought we did.
Shows who your friends are, huh?
Care a little bit for you, and show it,
And suddenly my car is parked out front with the motor running and we’re inside fucking in your kitchen.
That’s what our friends would like to think, would like to have thought.
Nothing like it ever happened.
The closest was a morning I woke up early and stepped out on to the beach. We had coffee together, waiting for your other family to wake up. I did think about you then, more the situation than the fact. Coffee in the morning, on the beach, early, waiting for your husband and child to wake up.

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