Guy

When I was young 

And wild

I did not hesitate 

About jumping in the car

With that guy

The one with 

Long hair

And a smashed in face

We muttered and pretended

To be lovers 

He said 

I thought you would save me

I replied

You have to save yourself 

I slammed on the breaks

Kicked him out

Not in fury

And losing him

Did not make me crumble

I had the front

Of mother

Cool and calculating

So here I am now

With Alice

The car has gone

There are no more guys

We are happy about that

She whispers

They only bring trouble

And loss 

I am glad that 

I did run away though

It made a bad story

A little more exciting 

Moveable

Now we are static

Forever eating jam and tea 

I look in her eyes

They are blue

Blue as the sea

We miss and pine for

Only a short stop away

Waiting for us when we are ready

To go there again.