The Sixth Sign

he wrote a song today

and it wasn't about me or us.

it was for her.

and it makes me sad. to again be playing the third wheel. and it makes me mad. because i didn't chose this. it appeared and i went with it. i was so happy before god, really happy and content. why throw me this curve ball now? karma for all the guys i didn't date? fuckyou. she's hurting and in pain, i know. but i didn't chose things to happen to her or to him. fortunately i can chose things to happen to me.

maybe it's better to say goodbye now.

than to always be second most important.

i'm not asking for a resolution
cause I can make my own solutions
i'm not a victim of circumstance

but i asked you for your patience,
your truth and mere existence
would have given you the same

she's more than just your friend
can scarcely begin
to explain the sycopation t'ween the two

it's the path of least resistance
can't fight time or all your distance
call me coward if you may

so this might be farewell
it'll be your tale to tell
of the precious gift i gave that got away.

tell me this. why is always the Virgos?