Moving on.

I'm not the first,

I won't be the last,

Who's thoughts linger upon the past,

Being angry feels like the remedy,

Is that what will offer a purge of the memory,

It's not though, this pain is mine,

And the only thing that will cure it,

is time.

Better than a Badger.

I saw a dead badger as I drove on by,
cold and dead not a twinkle in its eye,

"You're better off than that," I tell myself,
even though I'm back on the shelf,

I've been here before, most of my life
But it's not being single that's causing me strife

You see after we met from your come-hither,
my love grew more while yours grew thinner,

It hurt you to break up, so why did you do it,
I would never have left you, perhaps you knew it,

Each day without you has no equal,
The hours slip by in time like acrid tar, rather than sweet tasting treacle,

It feels like nothing I can say will change the idea in your head,
which is a shame,
because your place is empty beside me on the memory foam bed.

The dam.

There's so much I want to say

but my pride is a dam,

keeping the words away.

Time Wasted.

After all the sacrifices I made for you,

I thought you were the one to see me through,

On to a dream we built as we went,

But you're actually a cunt so fuck you.

Bad taste.

There's a bad taste in my mouth and it won't go away,

I brush thrice daily,

But perhaps it's because my insides,

are rotten.

No regrets.

With head still throbbing from last nights liquor,
And with my thoughts of you still sparkling, not yet a dim flicker,
I ask myself the whats and whys,
Let me see if I can summarise,

Can we be friends, or so the cliche goes,
It rarely works out well, everyone knows,

Was it because I took you for granted,
granted, I did take you for granted,

Was it because we had different tastes,
to split us up, that's less than it takes,

Was it because I wasn't being much fun,
no sex, no drugs, no rock and roll drum

I've been playing it safe with the funds to be sure
you see having no money in this world means you're kicked out the door,

That's not to say I had a grand plan,
but it never occured to me that I wouldn't be your man,

You're flakey and impulsive,
we both know that's true,
I've been where you are now,
that's why I still love you,

You know I'm sorry,
I shouldn't have given you an ultimatum,
I just wanted you to take back what you said,
Inside I was hurting, in pain, overtaken,

Know that it's wrong to throw away something special,
something far more rare than any precious metal,

Regardless of what happens, I'm sure things will work out fine,
I just want to make sure there'll be no regrets in time,

Be them yours, or mine.