I sat waiting
And waiting
And deep down I had already known
His true inner self he had really shown
I had chosen the backdrop and it was stunning.
Desperate for romance, I looked at the sparkling Ocean
And recalled the last time I had been there
Had been under better circumstances
I was lying to my friends, “He’s awesome”
and to myself, “We can make this work.”
Our lives were too different.
He was confused and I was working through my own stuff.
Together, it was horrid.
A bad reality show that didn’t deserve to be on the air.
Trying too hard to put him into my life
I want fun and supportive, not more strife.
I can make myself feel badly without anyone’s help.
I sighed. Ordered another drink.
How did it take me this long to see?
Bam! That’s when I realized, I’m better off with a Table for Me.
Yeah, a Table for Me is better than a miserable table for two
You paint a modern relationship story in just a few stanzas.
Amen, sister. I like that you spelled out the rationalizations you use. I can relate. Good job!