Fantasy Finale

I used to watch you

From a distance

And wish I could 

Summon up the courage

To tell you that I would

Like to take you out

On a coffee date,

Or a long walk

Where we'd talk 

Until daybreak.

But no matter how hard I tried

To draw your attention

You never seemed to notice me,

Never gave me any mention.

I tried all kinds of strategies

To get you off my mind,

Short of going down to the local  pub

And drinking myself blind.

To no avail.

I couldn't keep my thoughts 

From straying back to you.

No matter what I said, or where I went 

Or what I tried to do,

I couldn't change the fact 

That what it always came down to

Was me wanting to love 

And be loved by you.

Today I've finally managed

To gather up my strength

At last I have discovered

The way to break your spell.
And for my emotional health

I learned how to cut off this obsession

Without betraying myself.

Today, I choose to let you go

Though you never asked a thing of me.

Today, I choose to give you up

With no hate or animosity.

I choose to leave this thing behind

That demands so much energy.
And take the time 
To occupy my life with things of necessity

These choices let me free myself 
From all this useless pain.

So I can learn, and heal and grow...

And, one day, 
Be free to love again.

Ultimatum

I tried to call you but I couldn't get through.

Tell me, what the hell do you expect me to do,

When all I do is run around

And waste all my time tryin' to track you down?

You must think I'm some kinda clown,

A form of disposable entertainment you can cast aside

Then pick up again whenever you decide;

Or maybe you think this is all a big joke

And that I'll hang about doting on every word you spoke, 

Or that I'm simply too dumb to see through the smoke

Of the cigar you keep puffin' on,

While the time keep draggin' on

With me still singin' the same old song:

Telling myself you might be the one

And that one day soon you'll change from a frog

Into the person I read about in the prologue

Of your autobiography, 

A work of fiction designed only to entrap me.

But the truth is you just a damn disgrace-

Have me hunting for you all over the place

Like some stupid cat and mouse chase.

And the way I see it, you got a choice to make:

Either get in line

Or get the hell outta my face!