Do you ever get
that nagging sense
that we’re kidding ourselves
to think that we could
ever make it together?
Me neither.
You sure are one of a kind.
I can’t say exactly what kind,
but you sure are one of it.
You’re probably going to throw
this card away.* *or recycle it
It might get put out on a shelf
in your house for a while. Or
it might even make it into
a pile of keepsakes in some
drawer or closet.But one day,
when the mood is right, you’ll
look through that pile, think of
how you felt (or didn’t feel)
when you first read this card
and how much has changed
(or hasn’t changed) since then,
and you’ll let out a heavy sigh
(or you won’t sigh, or think, or
anything) and you’ll proceed –
despite (or because of) all of
this – to throw it away.*
*or recycle it
I know you don’t like
to make a big deal
out of things like this.
So I just got you
this card.
I thought of so many things
to do for you
that you would’ve loved.
But I didn’t want it to look
like I was trying too hard.
Damn you
for making me say and do
so many things
I would never have otherwise
said or done.
Like this.
If I knew exactly what to say…
…then I sure as hell
wouldn’t be giving you
a greeting card.
