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For your own good

N. E. Payne

I laughed at you.
I know, a little cruel,
But you told me I didn’t have to wait for you
And watch your plane take off.
You thought I was showing disinterest.
Why would I want to watch you fly away again?
I watched you stare at your fingers,
Trying to melt into the seat next to me,
Brushing my shoulder every now and then...by accident.
You’re frustrated, I know,
Or maybe disgusted.
I will never be the man you so love,
The one who tempts you and gives you dreams.
I live here in familiarity.
The life you will lead is far from the one I have in front of me
So I carry your coat for you up to the line,
And really do want you to leave
(you complicate my life so.)
I know that as you find your seat
You will be crying.
And you’ll be correct when you see me strolling to my car
Not an expression on my face.
You could be my soul mate
If life were different
You could be the one I choose to be with
But I love you too much
To let that happen to you.

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