Thoughts in a cafe

I’m sitting in the cafe alone

Where we did grow to know each other

My car’s broke

and I’m doing things I don’t want to

 

I wonder, I really do wonder

if it’s ok to be in pain

over last year’s holiday

because that one, she whom I mentioned, is gone

 

Now you’re home

and I’m here aline

But I hope things grow amongst us all

like a garden

 

My fingers clench the table

I’m getting texts from people I don’t want to hear from

I saw in the papers that the polar bears got their game on again

To start the New Year

 

I’m sitting at the same table we sat

and I’m hoping you won’t forget me

My fingers are clenched in despair

I don’t want it to go there

 

I know that many don’t see me as manly

but still I know they love me, the family

and Johnny asks me if I’m all right

I really am, because of the memory I have here.

 

I hope you don’t forget me

I hope you don’t regret me

I beg you not forget me

My thoughts in this cafe travel on and on

 

I just hope you won’t forget me

Now that you’re home.