Non-Forwarded Mail

I drove by your house today.

There were a few things I wanted to get off of my mind.
The newspapers were accumulating.
You must have taken off somewhere to unwind.

Come to think of it ...

Your lawn doesn't look the same the grass is very high
I drove off but went around the block.
I decided to come back by.

I stopped and parked the car.

After my hesitation, up to the door and rang the bell
Three times it rang with no an answer
You must be gone, guess I couldn't tell.

Oh well it's just the same.

It never has made a significant difference anyway.
It's really not all that important.
It can keep until I see you another day.

I ran into an old friend of ours.

He hadn't heard from you in quite sometime.
He used to be good friends with you.
Just glad he's still one of mine.

You took all the rest of them.

They made a choice to be friends with me or you.
It's too bad you made them choose.
It's not something I would do.

I guess you make a better friend.

Since they had a choice and it wasn't me.
I was always good to them,
even though I didn't have to be.

In retrospect I was too good .

I always gave respect and love freely you know.
I wish I hadn't loved so deeply.
Wish I'd never told you so.

I felt like once you knew.

You used it against me in fights hoping to hurt me somehow.
This is the stuff I never took time to say.
It will never make a difference to us now.

I still get that sinking feeling.

In the pit of my stomach, do you know what I'm talking about?
I really wanted it to work,
but instead took the easy way out.

I always ran from difficult situations.

Confrontation is not something I'm comfortable with,
I know you always thought the contrary.
My not telling you so has left me remiss.

I want you to know something.

I must be crazy but I'm still in love, it's true.
I can't concentrate on anything else.
And seriously I don't know what to do.

Tomorrow I'm going to see you.

And try to clear my conscience once again.
I want you to know that I love you
and I still want you to be my man.

Today I stopped by your house.

The grass was knee-high, never seen this before.
There was a note taped to the brick.
It read "house for sale, inquire next door".

I walked over to the neighbors.

To find out why your house was up for sale.
She said you died six months ago.
And handed me my non forwarded mail.

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