| As I was walking home today,
the park was peppered with couples. And as much as I wanted to keep it at bay, the fact is my heart was troubled. And there I saw them, on the benches, or walking along the path; wrapping their arms around each other as they kissed or they walked hand in hand. Meanwhile I go by my lonesome self, pretending that I am okay. Though lately my heart's been being pulled down, since all of my Loves 've gone away. Not a one has stayed to stay her hand against the peach skin of my cheek, (1) not a one has stayed to warm my lips or the space by where I sleep. They've all gone atrotting to some foreign land (2) or at least to some foriegn beau, (2) without bidding me bye without telling me why and without parting with an "I love you." So suffice to say that I've come to stay, (3) that they'll never be coming back, so I'm forced to go and be envious of the couples at the park. *** 1) Peach Skin = Soft Skin 2) Foreign Land & Foreign Beau = Other Land & Other Man 3) Stay = Believe |