About Last Night - New Year's Eve Remorse

About last night... I just wanted to write and tell you That last night was a big mistake I'd had way too much to drink I was tired and it was getting late. I wasn't thinking clearly I wasn't thinking the way I normally do I let my emotions get the best of me I let you tell me things that were not true. I was influenced by the moment I did things that I now wish I didn't do. When we first met last night I could see clearly see what was on your mind. I could see clearly read your twisted intent I could easily read the lust that was in your eyes. And it had nothing to do with 'Forevers" 'I do's', White Dresses or White Weddings Long term commitments of any kind. It all had to do with you pleasing yourself Executing what was on your mind. And so I let you woo me I let you stay with me for a while You had a sort of amusement You had a captivating smile. When we danced all night I let you hold me close I closed my eyes and pretended That we were in love I let myself be in a different place I place where I was loved. Last night's drinking led to dancing And then dancing led to our first kiss And then kisses led to other things Things I engaged in But now in hindsight With some remiss. And so I just wanted to tell you If it had been in another time or place I would never have given you the time of day You never would have kissed my smiling face. And so I feel that I need to tell you On this first day of the first of the year That I never ever want to see you again In spite of last night's cheer. You just happened to be there When I needed someone to engage With a comforting smile You were a mild amusement You kept me company for a while. And so that's about all I needed to tell you About what happened late last night I just wanted to write you a formal goodbye And tell you what was on my mind I thought that I would send it to you And do what I thought was right. *A Hypothetical Reflection on a New Year's Eve Tryst (January 1, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved