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Tonight
tonight i was at
the bar we were at
when you kissed me
when you weren't mine
but everyone thought you were
tonight i was remembering when
and the wall i pressed you against
telling you how i felt
grabbing you and holding on
as you returned from the atm
tonight i talked about you
to a girl nearly as pretty as you
it wasn't my choice
but you were on my mind
the way you still, frustratingly are
she smiled as i told how we kissed
and listened as i said how i missed
you and the wishes we had
the beautiful scars we inflicted
and how we'd come back for more
i still dream of that night
our kisses wrong but forever right
i hate these choices we made
the things we couldn't stop and say
i'll say the same to you
i almost called you tonight
as i left the bar of our stolen night
to take back the goodbye i didn't want
to try and save you and me
i didn't call, but still, my love.
- Jason
7:17pm Tuesday January 16, 2007
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