Now I Know What's Inside You, I Know I Don't Want You, I Know I Don't Want You, I Know I Don't Want You

--"The Re-arranger (live)", Mates of State

two five four

waiting by the phone,
falling asleep in the chair
while he never calls.
~dw

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I asked you to come.

You said no.

You gave no explanations, save that you thought it was too soon.

"We've only been dating a few months."

"I can't be your date to the wedding."

I ask you if you'll change your mind--if you may, if you might.

"We'll see."

"We'll talk about it then."

But we won't.

The subject will never be broached again, I can tell you that much.

I'm too fragile to dare rock this boat.

I pretended it wasn't a big deal.

I pretended you were right.

I failed.

Gosh.

I don't care if your reasons are valid or that they ring of somebody who's in this for the long haul.

I don't want to be alone.

Not there.

Not in front of them.

I am human and I want to be loved.

And I want you to come.

That should be all that it takes.

Shouldn't it?

dw