Living With It

I remember where we were when you said it

I’ll never forget it

I remember everything about

Our hotel rooms with the double-locked doors in between

And how I couldn’t breathe when you left

Filled with a mixture of thrill and regret

And guilt and desire

The way you talked to me was wild and true

That half-smile and that glow in you

Your faded blue wagon, your steely-eyed stare

Your signature salt-and-pepper hair

You said, “Is this the house?”

I said, “Yeah, that’s me right there.”

But I didn’t get out

Maybe I’m just better at living with it than you are

But I’m the one crying in my car

Telling you to go when I want you to stay

Maybe I’m gettin’ in my own way

Or maybe I’m too afraid to throw it all away

I remember where we were when you said it

I’ll never forget it

I remember everything about

Our whispered calls when everyone else was asleep

Disarmingly honest

With those weathered features

You said, “You know I love you, right?”

And you reached for your t-shirt

I still have your number

I’ll never delete it

Do you still have mine?

Maybe I’m just better at living with it than you are

But I’m the one crying in my car

Telling you to go when I want you to stay

Maybe I’m gettin’ in my own way

Or maybe I’m

Too afraid

Maybe I’m just better at living with it than you are

But I’m the one crying in my car

Telling you to go when I want you to stay

Maybe I’m gettin’ in my own way

Or maybe I’m too afraid to throw it all away