oh, never mind

When we sit for a minute, or two

And they’ll ask us about our past,

We’ll talk about persons we loved.

I’ll say, “oh, well, I once knew a man…”

and I’ll sigh, “Oh, never mind.”

And when they ask you about past loves,

You’ll say, “Oh, yes. Well, there was a girl named…”

And you’ll sigh, “…Well, never mind.”

(And, then we’ll think: I should write them a note.)

Spread the love

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *