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The Finale

By: Jason R.

Written October 1st, 2007

Its five o?clock and I arrive home

This house is empty I feel so alone

I wonder if you?re working late

There?s a message saying you?ll be home by eight

I place my coat on the chair in the den

Go to the kitchen and get a bottle of Zin

The one you bought that time at the fair

The liquid tastes bitter without you there

By six o?clock the shadows fall

I stare at memories lining the walls

There was a time when the sun would set

You?d be right beside me and the day we?d forget

There?s something special about the dining room

We?d light candles and romance would bloom

We?d laugh and talk with nothing to say

Building up for the climax on the way

Holding hands start the passion there

At times we never made it up the stairs

Making love in the fading light

Inside of you my life felt right

But something happened along the way

Divided by things we forgot how to say

It?s bittersweet as I drink my wine

Realizing that your life?s no longer mine

But we still live in my fantasy

In my dreams it?s still you and me

Can we get back to how it used to be

Here in my memory

Seven o?clock and I?ve got a plan

Tonight?s the night I make my last stand

Maybe there in that dining room

We can cut through the silence and the gloom

I made a fish the kind you like

A bucket and ice chilling the white

The tables set and I wait for you

I?m a bit nervous but play it cool

At eight o?clock you walk through the door

I?m standing there with a glass and I pour

Hoping to see some encouraging sign

I walk into the kitchen as you drink your wine

You sit down and the dinner begins

The talk is small like estranged friends

I can?t believe the silence is there

Where once our lives always shared

At nine o?clock your cell phone rings

And to your face a smile it brings

You walk out and I wonder why

I guess it?s easier than telling a lie

You hang up and head off to bed

I stay back realizing love is dead

In my head I know I can?t fight anymore

You?re just as gone as if you left out the door

So here I am finally facing reality

There?s nothing left of you and me

We?re just another used to be

Existing only in my memory

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I'm not saying I'm thinking about recording myself reading a poem. But if I would want to record myself reading my poem, how would I go about doing that? Not that I would ever want to do that. Well, maybe for the crazy emu. Perhaps.

Jason R.

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I'm not saying I'm thinking about recording myself reading a poem. But if I would want to record myself reading my poem, how would I go about doing that? Not that I would ever want to do that. Well, maybe for the crazy emu. Perhaps.

Jason R.

Oh YES!!!!

I'll send you a pm with some information. It's not difficult!

The crazy emu.

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