I know your slender fingers
Will never weave through my hair
You'll never play your guitar for me
Or introduce me to your dogs
I have nobody to talk politics with now
My friends regurgitate what they're told
You'll never drink coffee with me again
Or eat lunch at our spot
In fact you'll take other girls there
Stronger, bolder, prettier girls
With Spanish hips and sharp eyebrows
They'll swallow you whole
But in the morning
When you wake up with her next to you
Bare breasted and in love
You'll drink your coffee and watch the news
I won't be there to trash talk politicians
Or steal sips of your black coffee
And you'll realize this
And it'll get to you
Like it already has for me
-Rachel Javorsky