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.
reminds me of a song I wrote at the tender age of 17. construction of the wall commences.
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is like an involuntary muscle
it beats and pulses,
and threatens to explode
the voice on the phone
is never the one I want to hear
the time of day
is all i need to hear from you..
to keep my satisfied..
but I am never satisfied
you said u would call.. you lied
I thought u were on my side?
you let me under your skin
forget me when I am gone
you were my destiny
but now you've set me on fire
sucks when the one u want doest want u back huh?