Friday, September 16, 2011

An "oddly enough, this is how most of my former relationships finished" PSF

Except the current one, of course.

The current one ROCKS!!

It's over
You don't need to tell me
I hope you're with someone who makes you
feel safe in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself, trying to stay in your life
I got no distance left to run

When you see me
Please turn your back and walk away
I don't want to see you
Cos I know the dreams that you keep is wearing me
When you’re coming down, think of me here
I got no distance left to run

It's over, I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone who makes you feel
That this life is the night
And it settles down, stays around
Spends more time with you
I got no distance left to run

11 comments:

Melbourne Girl said...

"I hope you're with someone who makes you
feel safe in your sleeping tonight"

This is generous and grown up. My thoughts were mostly along the lines of:

"I hope you die crushed under a truck tonight" or "I hope you catch a serious VD and your penis shrivels up and falls off tonight."

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

Cripes, Melbs!

Alex said...

Lovely poem.

Ramon: I'm happy for you.

Also, Melba: what Ramon said.

And most of my relationships ended with some variant of: "There's just not enough booze to keep this working; one of us has to go."

Melbourne Girl said...

That's only cause I never did the leavin' and I was always left bereft and devo. And filled with hate obviously.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

I was mostly filled with regret and cheap red wine.

Kettle said...

Ramon is this a song?

Kettle said...

Ah Ramon, I just talked to the Googles, they told me. Blur, huh. The lyrics are better with teh music.

Mr E Discharge said...

"There's just not enough booze to keep this working; one of us has to go."

Alex,
If I didn't know better I'd swear you were making verbatim quotes from my Divorce Application.

patchouligirl said...

I had a friend whose wife got quite nasty over the break up. She had "spies" watching his facebook posts, tried to drive a wedge between him and his friends, tried to kick him out of the house and so on.

It all culminated in him making a facebook posts listing all the things he had done to be a good husband, entertaining her dead beat relatives, some of the antics they got up to, all the money he spent on this wife who we all knew was very high maintenance. The piece de resistance was a post along the lines of "I wasn't such a bad bloke . .after all I spent $3000 on (her) tummy tuck".

That is my all time favorite break up moment.

Alex said...

If I didn't know better I'd swear you were making verbatim quotes from my Divorce Application.

Is that you're way of telling me you're available, Mr E? *wink* *wink*

Jeezuz; I should just leave the suggestive humour to people who know what they're doing, shouldn't I?

Mr E Discharge said...

Jeezuz; I should just leave the suggestive humour to people who know what they're doing, shouldn't I?

Yes.

In the mean time you can't go past a good fart joke. Baby Steps.....