We always knew
This would end one day
That all our feelings
Would fade away
But we didn’t know
How much it would hurt
That we couldn’t see it through
For better or worse
The Ballad Of Boxing Day
Is that it now
He said
Have the bells rung out?
I cannot eat another sprout
Oh shut your face
She said
All you’ve done is moan
You’ll be spending next year
On your fucking own
Cited
From
everyone else
At the
time
I picked
you out
To be
mine
To love,
honour
And
obey
And
I did
Until
you
Walked
away
The(ir) Split
It’s
not
about
what
she
didOr
what
he did
either
to be
fairIt’s
about
how
it has
made
me feelFor
the
rest
I could
not
care
Love Bites
You
wore
your
roll
neck
jumper
So
you
thought
I wouldn’t
see
But
believe
me I
know
full
well
Those
marks
weren’t
left
by me
The Disengagement Party
I saw you looking
Over dinner
Your smile discreet
Hers a winner
I realised there
Was something more
When she sashayed
To the dance floor
I knew it then
In revelatory style
It’s obvious we
Won’t walk up the ailse
Stale
He
reaches
over for
my hand
Thinking
that
I’ll
understand
But
I don’t
He’s
hoping
that
I will
be grand
Living
in this
no man’s
land
But
I won’t
Assets
I cannot
wait foreverI just don’t
have the timeSoon enough
I’ll just move onAnd take what’s
rightfully mine
