We were waiting for the movie to start,
Asking pub quiz questions in the cinema bar,
And I didn’t know it then, but that was all I’d ever wanted,
It’s the natural progression of time,
And I’m embarrassed to admit I never ordered the wine,
But I thought I’d have a chance to make amends,
We were driving to Vauxhall and I,
You were staring out the window at the world going by,
And I didn’t know it then, but you were falling out of love with me,
It’s a new development in the plan,
A painful change of circumstance,
And my heart couldn’t cope with such adversity,
I diluted you, like ice in orange juice,
I don’t know what to do now.
My hand was shaking as I opened the door,
To the house where you don’t live anymore,
And I didn’t turn the lights on, cause I couldn’t bear to see,
It’s the natural progression of time,
Like coastal erosion, or the bend in my spine,
I lay there with your shadow next to me.
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