Eat My Words

A piece exemplifying one of (definitely not the first) times I ate my words when meeting someone. I honestly can't remember if this is done or not, but I can't continue anyway.

Why did you become special?

Couldn't you just stay cute?

Sweet, warm, friendly

and beautiful to boot

When not in front of my eyes,

you're in the back of my mind

and just a second of your voice

gives me the biggest smile

Maybe if I didn't hear your name

It wouldn't be stuck on my tongue

Maybe things wouldn't have changed

If I didn't joke I was sprung

Maybe if I didn't have a rough week,

You wouldn't have popped up

Maybe if I wasn't meek,

My heart would not run amok

Everywhere I go

I hope I see you there

Because I don't forget

the last time I did and where

I swore I'd play no long game

I promised I want no one,

but the months are beyond eight

and I know I'm not done