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Nine Months

I miss the way it used to be
The stolen kisses and surprise flowers
I miss summer evenings outside
But most of all I miss what we never had

I wanted poetry tucked into my textbooks
I needed long talks under the stars
You never gave me romantic dinners
One lousy rose was all I asked for

You don't love me like you used to
I don't feel those feelings anymore
We don't stay up late and watch old movies
But there's no point when we're dead and gone

When I wanted chocolate
You answered with pizza
I asked for a massage and you
Change the channel and pretend not to hear me

So why am I still here
Watching the reruns of our relationship
Swallowing the cardboard meals
Our outdated dialogue--choking on our lies