the plan was not to fall in love
never to fall into the embrace of you
never to long for the constant touch of your lips
never to crave your touch
never to get lost in your smile and laugh
never to adore your voice whispering thoughtful phrases
never to be consumed by your mind and ideas
never to want you so badly
and now I'm stuck
between my mind and my life

I let you know,
How I felt tonight,
And you had just 12 words for me.
"How you feel,
Won't stop me,
From being in love,
With her."
And I knew in that moment,
That I had made a mistake,
In loving you.

I should have never cared,
That was the promise we made,
In the beginning, at the start,
When all we were was two people.
With nobody here,
In between,
You and me,
Nothing but us,
Becoming one,
For no reason but loneliness,
And unfettered attraction.

I was warned of this happening,
Because you can't be so close,
Without somebody falling.
And the one who fell was me.

The windows open wide
New England crept on in,
Dandelions bent under feet,
Cleansed in the morning dew,
What is this place?
The waters are calm here,
let us stay awhile,
Just until the daisies bloom

Good girls in rows of frilly dresses and kitten heels and pigtails
seated with black tie fathers and black eyed mothers
in the sea of hymns and Church bells.
Don't fidget with your fingers,
don't stare at people too long,
don't ask why.

Good girls in short kilts and knee high socks and dark lipstick
seated next to boys in khaki's with hands that move like serpents
in the sea of rumours and stealthy glances.
Don't kiss in the stairwell,
don't talk too loud,
don't ask why.

Good girls with black eyeliner and opened wounds and glazed eyes
seated next to nothing in particular and nothing that matters
in the sea of emptiness that's left behind when they are alone.
Don't let your smile falter,
don't stare at the black pit of your stomach,
don't ask why.