Saturday, November 23, 2013

Nice To Meet You Anyway

I wanted fire. You gave me rain.
Rain and a deep fried ice cream.
Cold, covered by a crispy warm shell.
You know, someone should have told you,
and they should have told me as well.
Someone should have told you
that if the water's murky,
then there's no wishing well.
Someone should have told you
that for boredom there's a cure,
one I'm not willing to endure.
Someone should have told you
that passion is hereditary,
dare I say mandatory.
That opening up is not a crime,
and it doesn't even cost a dime.
Someone should have told you
that it's okay to get burned,
that's how tables get turned.
Because you see,
I wanted those tables to turn,
and I also wanted them to burn.
I wanted fire and you gave me rain.
Rain and a deep fried ice cream.
I wanted fire and you gave me rain.
But it was nice to meet you anyway.

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