Excuse the interruption
Pardon the dust
If you must insist
In trying to create a state of bliss
Beyond a glimpse
Hit and miss with me these days
And it will always be
Unless she returns it back
In mint condition
Again, very unlikely...

And though I'm flattered
That you keep trying
I would be lying
If I said that I would give
You my undivided attention
No use in denying the ultimate truth
That she's something special
But you've always been fickle
And that's just another nail in your coffin...

Who knows you may be right
Down the proverbial line
But one day you'll understand
That lovers are a dime a dozen
But soulmates are one in a million
I'm just a sample to taste this month
I guarantee in 30 days, you'll be at the trough again
While I'll be in the arms
Of a woman
I shouldn't have left
...Hopefully.

P-May 23, 2008.