I thought about,
Watching all the ‘Jeopardy’
Episodes
Recorded on the DVR,
Then look like a genius,
When we played them back together.
But you're probably watching them
With her,
and will smoke me outta the water,
If we even ever play them back,
together.
You know
I thought about
Calling the guy before you,
There is probably more than one,
Make me feel, desirable,
When we crawl back into bed,
together.
You’re hanging out with ex’s,
There’s definitely, a few,
So you’ll say,
be free my dove, do
whatever, makes you feel better.
Not that, though.
Not that.
Cuz ex’s are ex’s for a very good reason.
Definitely expired.
You know
I thought about
Losing weight,
Writing a book,
Painting the walls,
Cleaning the shed, the attic, the drawer o’ junk,
But, instead, I eat the ice cream,
I bought you
Last winter.
So come home.
You know
I’ll delete the Alex stories.
The DVR’ll be cleared
Of the late guy before you’s
Documentary and travel shows,
And a couple of Big Brothers.
All dreams dreamed up by others,
Shows meant for other twos,
And start all fresh and new,
A friendless FB page,
All dedicated to you.
PS
I had to douse the
ice cream,
with loads of chocolate syrup,
I mean,
you know,
who eats,
vanilla
ice cream,
anyway.