Wasn't this what I wanted?
Why'd you have to come back...

I couldn't see your face
And you couldn't see mine...

We haven't talked for so long
Now tell me...

I'll put on my makeup
And my new high heels...

Tried to take things slow
But we both know...

Your beautiful smile
And the sound of your laughter...

There's a version of us somewhere
where I was the poem and not the poet...

I don't want to talk about
What I should or shouldn't do...

how small would You like me to be
small enough to fit in Your palms...

Blowing smoke rings on the patio
You said you'd quit when we both know...

My soul has become an endless desert
Unforgiving, hardened, and arid...