I saw you at the Martinis bar, really alone and sad, you were in some pretty white dress, i looked at you from the corner, wanting to talk to you,as you looked really upset about something, I was trying to convince myself to go and talk to you, but before i could come to you and talk, some moron had already started talking to you, that guy is a jerk, i know that, stay away, he is just using you.
I saw you complaining about getting let go from yet another job. Maybe if you showered regularly, washed your clothes once in a while, and weren’t a raging alcoholic crust punk you would have better luck? Respect comes full circle but it begins with oneself.
I saw you boyfriend, being the best there is. How am I so lucky! I love you! 1yr 8mo! our love is a big deal!
I saw you at the Rock House. You were really nice and bought us Burt Reynolds shots. I don’t think you knew, but I have a weird history with some of your friends, so I felt uncomfortable hanging out. Sorry for acting aloof and ditching you.
I saw you walking your goats on Water Street. Did you know that humans actually walk on those sidewalks. PICK UP THE POOP OR LEAVE THEM AT THE BARN…
I saw you boyfriend with fear in your eyes, and doubt in your mind. Fear that I might hurt you like those other girls did. Doubt that I’m not who I say I am… Have no fear darlin. I would never be untrue, or do anything to hurt you. In fact, I want to be the only one by your side who gives you endless love, respect and the loyalty you deserve. Have no doubt. Your’e the man of my dreams, I’ve never known kindness, love and passion until I looked into your hypnotizing, multicoloured eyes almost a year ago. Lets not waste a second. I see you boyfriend. Have no fear. Have no doubt. Have my heart and I’ll have yours.
I saw you, why? because this is one of the last times I’ll get to post one. You are an asshole. A beautiful 6′ tall asshole. you make me smile and if nothing else that deserves a public I saw you.
I saw you, pair of goats, walking down Water Street on the weekend doing your Christmas shopping. Only in St John’s!
I saw you Sunday morning, Tim Horton’s worker, give me ‘the look’, which made me give you ‘the look’, and have an infinitely better day because of it. You were great.
I saw you hug me with such kindness as you always do whenever we meet, noticing how our hugs grow a split second longer each time, knowing we can never be together.
I saw you break my already unhappy heart when you walked away from me last August. I’ve watched you retrace your steps over and over. If you forget me, then I shall forget you. Let’s let this go.