Oh You Coulda
Coulda had something realllll good.
Something solidly good.
Classic good, punctuated with quirky good.
Fun, songs and games and laughter good
Yup, I live this life good.
Good so good it made smiles linger and eyes wrinkle,
Smells of campfires and swampy bogs
Hot winds and cool pond water
Unspoiled goods
Could have had it
Right now.
Allllll over this blog
But you fucked it up.
You broke your word
and you went behind my back
You judged me and pretended to care
Fuck that
You won't ruin me for others
I've got shields
And fake horses
And jousts
And more icons than the thrift store
You could have had that all too
Real good stuff
The kind that makes you dust off books
sip lemonade
and move slower
and laugh like a child
But you fucked it up.
I guess I'll see you later.
Don't worry
I don't play people
So.
I'll still have my goods.
My real good goods.
You coulda had it too.
