Irony
There's a certain amount of irony
In having an ex-girlfriend
Who you didn't so much as sleep with
When you were together
But whom you desired more afterward
There're irony points to be had
That back when you were together you cheated
And when you told her she said "Thank god, me too"
Where do we go from here?
I don't ask for much
But a deep kiss and a tender touch
Nothing more than love for a night
And a kiss for your company
I'm not ready to give you up
Riddled though our past may be
With the complexity of irony
Please reconsider
If you're ready to be rid of me
You've left me happier than ever
And yet so lonely;
There's a certain irony,
Though ever so understandably,
That you changed your mind
And dictated that we should just be friends
Before we had so much as held hands again
Ironic that I can't explain the ache
Trying to understand if I never put my heart on the table
How is it about to break?
There's no irony in getting what you give
Or taking what you make
But I don't think we can be friends
Call me weak willed,
But I don't trust myself that much
I won't stop wanting you
So it's ironic I'd rather admire you from afar
The way perhaps, it always should have been
Perhaps we never got to start
But ironically you still got a piece of my heart
So I'm left with
The choice of what I always do:
Fading away,
Or making some appeal to you
But the truth of the matter is that there is no choice
I'll do what I always do
Ironically we'll call ourselves friends
But it won't be me,
Only you.
© 2008 Eugene Aarons-Cooke