it always rains on tuesdays
you grabbed a cigarette,
staring at the burning embers,
not sure if you'd ever quit
not even for her
you stomped on the last one,
picked up your guitar
and automatically played out
a song from your setlist
life is hard as you pour out
your heart in front of the crowd
not sure if she'd even listen
tickets and signatures
just for a couple of bucks
'kids to feed, bills to pay'
that had been your mantra
for a long time now
but there was a time
when it had been different
rewind the clock
rekindle the flame
'this is a song about the best day of my life'
you belted out the lyrics,
almost choking out the words--
throat constricting from too much emotion
it was never about the money
it was all about love
but guys made fun of her
considered her a slut
you thought differently
she's the one, you murmured
innocent brown eyes
someone who needed saving
someone who needed you
she wrote poetry
you memorized each word
one day, you passed out
hit rock bottom, drunk,
it was way better than waiting
her soul was pure
though her lips
told a different story
a different guy's kisses
marked a complex territory
and as you finished singing the song,
you envisioned her in your arms
you already bought a ring
and she was warm,
felt like a summer daydream
but it always rained on tuesdays
and the last time you saw her
she was already someone else's angel
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