One phone call and it was over

Everything we planned for

A lie.

A few words and we were through

Your mumbling

We die.

 

What did you find in the meantime?

A woman without a storm?

Did you realize you liked to be single?

Don’t you ever want to be warm?

 

Did you find a  woman that will please you?

What did you find in this world?

While I was busily planning our lives

You were making sure we unfurled.

 

What did you find my secret?

Hidden in the corner with dust?

Did you find her because of her beauty

Or was this just a small case of lust?

 

The thing about you kind of men

Is from her, you will ultimately flee

You may find all the women you like

But you will never, ever find me.

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