What a circus it's been...
(between lunch dates and drunken messes) I saw
that I was not ready for anyone like you.
Not because I sometimes miss her,
though sometimes I do.
Because casual things end,
they end badly, or they begin again,
a whole lot less casual.
And not even casual is what I'm after.
I'm looking for hello, goodbye.
Polite, but not nice.
Where I wouldn't think twice about
go fuck yourself.
I'm looking for not much at all.
And, although, anything is better than before.
Right now, it would be hard to be
much better than her.
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