Skrtv coffee

One table, two people
And coffee time.
Suddenly, you were
A friend of mine?

‘Cause you walked in that door
And asked for a seat.
Back then, I was really
Happy to meet.

We spoke the whole day
And the day after that,
And the movies were great,
But now, there isn’t much left

From that very quick week
When you were nice and clear,
Right before, in a blink,
You were no longer near.

So what’s left? Nothing much
But a bunch of regrets.
And an empty pack of cheap cigarettes
That're supposed to go well with coffee.

Laughter, smoking and sex,
And the flowers you brought.
They are still in my room,
Longer than I could’ve thought.

Blond and Mac on repeat
Running through saint p streets
To the beat
Of each other
And kissing.

It’s so odd how
So easily
None of this
You’ve been missing.

I would love to remember the good stuff,
But I’ll mostly remember the bad.
You were never transparent or honest
And you fucked with my head
So bad.

People like you are cruel,
You get under my skin.
But you do take me places
I’ve, myself, never been.

Thanks for that and
Goodbye.

I’ll still miss you,
Sometime.