Still An idiot
“You idiot” … that’s what you said, not that long ago
I agreed, you picked it, but for not the reasons you know
Your two little words did the trick, and at last I could see
Exactly what had happened, and how it had affected me
I’d like to thank you publicly, but you wouldn’t think that right.
So, I’ll thank you secretly, … but just for fun, in full plain sight.
Saved by another, but it was you who really woke me up
Distanced and used back then, I really was a ‘smuck’.
Do you recall querying me why I let her treat me that way
I remember smiling hoping my love would hold sway.
Warned so many years ago, I did not heed your words
Drunken with love, my mind immeasurably blurred
You know, I thought she loved me, but it was all a game
I did have hopes and dreams, but left feeling only shame
So many things I really want to say but cannot tell you
Perhaps you could see, ... perhaps you already knew
I do understand that to her I am now history
Long forgotten, just another ancient misery
In my mind she too was deeply hidden away
Till she escaped back into the light of my day
Forcing me to relive the time I spent with her crew
Reviewing my mistakes and considering hers too
Re-reading our story of love, hurt and final dismay
Enduring again the pain I suffered along the way
An idiot then, because regarding love she was never honest
Told by one with whom she slept, she was quite immodest
That one had rejoiced telling of what they both had done
To my brother, and that he had very much enjoyed the fun.
Shocked, I put it to her whether it was in fact true
All she could say was, “He shouldn’t have told you”
But it is too easy to blame just one or the other
The first mistake was mine, that guilt I won’t smother
Did you know she was still calling after we split
But it was her last call to me that like a brickbat hit
Telling me she “missed me” twisted my mind
After so much distancing, that was just so unkind
Bringing neither good cheer, my response to her call
She truly expected me to remain at her beck-n-call
As I’d run back before when she threw me a line
It’s the real reason she has hated me all this time
I hold nothing against her, nor the man she did pursue
If she is happy with him, … then I am too
But I am saddened that I was not to be the one
To walk beside her instead of under her thumb
Your two little words woke me from long inebriation
Quenching feelings evident despite long hibernation
I now know her better than I ever could before
Because your words shook me to my very core
Those very same words allowed me to work out
What my life with her was really all about
Forced to play a game where both committed sin
We played and she lost, … but I didn’t win.
To you I may still be an idiot and you know, that’s ok
To a beautiful lady, thank you, you really have made my day
In the not so distant future I shall draw upon my last breath
Do you think she will give a damn on hearing of my death?