On August 19, 2010

Well, she couldn’t find Westminster
But she could yell up a storm
Soggy dishes,
Chipped ceramics,
An explicit display on the floor.
And I thought, “Oh god, if this is the end of it,
Then I don’t want it anymore.”
Well, we got to Westminster eventually
But I should’ve known that
On Westminster
We wouldn’t find what we were looking for

A girl is a girl is a girl
Isn’t any other .
So, settled; it’s done
I am me, you are you, not me, just you, just you,
Granted, I understand where you’re coming from
But I see you
And have decided
To be
Different
Because the grass is always greener for you
On the side of the road that’s in the past
And eludes you:
The orgastic fading light, the eternally setting sun
Overlooked and dismissed today after yesterday, today, today, yesterday.
And I have chosen to live in the future, the future, the future

When all this is over, we will drink bubble tea
And laugh softly at a life we choose not to have
And we have love still,
If you doubted it
For my sake,
But for yours too:
Most important of all,
I forgive you, I forgive you, I forgive you

-BHN