There comes a time, eventually
when the cold black water goes under the bridge.
So I say yes,
we can meet up.
It's been too long and life goes on
and I can do this.
You want to thank me for everything you've learned.
From what went
wrong and how I paved the path,
well the corner that you've turned,
and this is what you've
learned.
But what you lack from love is not a lack in someone else.
And everyone has baggage
to be carried.
You learn that one plus one is one plus one is never more or less.
Once you finally got in, you got married.
I guess I should be happy I'm the course
that set you free.
I just wish you hadn't learned it on me.
I'm better now,
though you almost broke me.
And at the time I couldn't see past my confusion.
When I believed that love was real and not a bag of tricks.
And you were always just more gifted at illusion.
You want to thank me for everything you've learned.
From the hard knocks and the troubles and the point of no return,
all the bridges that you've burned.
What you lack from love is not a lack in someone else.
Everyone has baggage to be carried.
You learn that one plus one is one plus one is never more or less.
Once you finally got in, you got married.
I'm glad your education made you happy by degree.
I just wish you hadn't learned it on me.
I guess I'm glad that I've seen you face to face.
It's just slightly more cathartic than a letter.
But the line is pretty fine.
In fact,
it's pretty much erased between humility and making you feel better.
And some is false.
Some is true.
And now I know that it's just me and it's just you.
And it's just the way it goes.
And now that book is closed.
What you lack in love is not a lack in someone else.
Everyone
has baggage to be carried.
You learn that one plus one is one plus one is never more or less.
Best of luck to the girl you married.
Smiling on her little learning tree.
I wish you hadn't learned it on me.