One last glance from a taxi cab

Images scar my mind

Four weeks felt like years

Since your full attention was all mine

The night was young and so were we

Talked about life, God, death, and your family

Didn’t want any promises,

Just my undivided honesty, and you said

That time, I was at the pier first.  I sat, remembering how I had first met Ashley, in kindergarten.  We had been best friends up until junior high when I became a popular cheerleader and she became a rebel punk princess.  Once high school started I was dating the popular jock, Aiden, and she was dating some girl whose name I never bothered to learn.  As was demanded by our social statuses, we never spoke or even looked at one another.  I’d never been as disgusted with myself in my life as when I looked her in the eyes and called her a sick dyke.  At that point I was allowing everyone else to dictate who I was, telling me what I should wear and say, who I should date, who my friends should be.  Finally I had had enough and I broke up with Aiden and came here to the pier, the same night Ashley broke up with her girlfriend and we somehow ended up talking for hours.  Because I had her to fall back on, I told the truth about who I was and we were happy, for a while at least.  She helped me become myself, for the two years we were together I was who I wanted to be.  Then she left and I fell back to my old ways, allowing Carmen to take over my life.

Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better

Oh oh, things are gonna change, oh, they’re gonna change

I am the patron saint of lost causes

A fraction of who I once believed (change)

Only a matter of time

Opinions I would try and rewrite

If life had background music playing your song

I’ve got to be honest, I tried to escape you

But the orchestra plays on, and they sang

She drove up in her characteristic Porsche Cayman S.  I couldn’t help but think she looked almost more beautiful with her makeup all smudged, still in pajamas, and obviously tired.  She had changed so much, and even though I wasn’t going to tell her, I was proud.  A smile spread across her face before she seemed to realize it and let it go.