It Was a Little Disaster

I remember the mornings and nights and your funny ways I remember the moments, the laughter, the smiles that lasted days. And looking back on the happy thoughts you left behind, I find that I'm not pushing things back to rewind. I'm looking forward to a clean, new start on the paper I'm sitting before I'm thinking of our conversations, of our jokes and insults galore. I'm not crying any longer for the people you and I have left behind I cried once, okay, twice, but now you're far from my mind. Don't worry, dear, I haven't forgotten you, for you're still in my heart You're just in the section that I reserve for the ones who've ripped me apart. And don't think for a minute that I'm horribly angry with you, I'm just laughing at myself, feeling guilty for what I let you do. You got deeper into my life than anyone else dared, And for a while, I was sure that, something special, we shared. But now it's clear that you've "done me in," as a movie writer would say This writer's leaving and you can scramble but I won't be back someday. So let the ball get to rollin', let lives change, let the music play, Let it break in half our hearts, our smiles, let it float away. And it's taken me this long to realize you didn't deserve me And I'm sorry to be so smug, but those words are true, you see; I used to think that this would hurt tomorrow, like some old, smarting bruise But guess what I've learned lately, listen to my news. Maybe you weren't ever good enough, in any sense, and you were venom, Maybe I was breaking the rules to make it work, like putting patches on old jeans of denim. But either way you slice that cake, either way you make that pie, Newsflash, honey, and listen good: You won't ever again make me cry. I'm smarter now than I once was, and I know that you're just a little disaster I won't let you comtrol my life; you can't be my puppet master. And so I solemnly part with these humble words of truth: You never won, you never will, Because, baby, I'm over you.