Lunch Dates

I knew it wouldn’t work

But I said yes anyway

I just needed to prove

That one afternoon

Couldn’t chase

My demons away

‘Bought On Stolen Wine…’

All of
those
hours

Sat in
your
room

Both
of us
wallflowers

Bathed
in gloom

Once again
it’s that
time of day

Do I get
out of bed
or stay

Here all
afternoon
and wonder

Why our
hearts were
torn asunder