We’ll Never Say hell-o Or Hey

You’re  right, I’m not

good for you.

You’re so smart.

I make you feel blue

like picture art.

You have color, distant

lives and curves.

I say to myself.

But no brain when

it comes to being

sane.

I try to like you.

I use to love you.

But as smart as you

are..

you just walked away.

You didn’t even see

me..

or didn’t want to.

You just walked away

and blamed it on me.

And now I’ve gone

away.

By the way.

Back in the day

we were both this

way.

But go ahead and

go your own way.

I’ll blame it on me,

and be on my way.

This way, we’ll never

say hell-o or hey.

Nov. 5 2009