Monday, January 18, 2010

It's really You (pantoum)

How on earth could I be more blunt?
This is just sad—
you panting on my street.
I don’t love you.

This is just sad—
Nothing could explain us.
I don’t love you.
Please walk away. Now.

Nothing could explain us.
I would always be waiting.
Please walk away. Now.
Can’t take that chance.

I would always be waiting.
So keep on playing “our” song
Can’t take that chance
How on earth could I be blunter?

So keep on playing “our” song,
This is just sad—
Can’t take that chance
That I may love you.

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