Made a new set of cards last month
They have no number or contacts on them
Just a note printed in fancy script:
I’m incredibly flattered by your interest, but I can’t. This girl is a traveler, and cannot settle down until her dream is complete. I’m very sorry.
I’ve given these out to many people
Some bubbled over in anger
Others were baffled
One person even wished me, “Good luck.”
I met up with an old friend at central park
When we finished conversing he asked for my number
I gave him this card
He replied, “How many friends have you lost?”
There was a strange tone in ‘friends’
“What do you mean?” I played the innocent card
I knew what he meant
He wanted to say the card was depressing
Without hurting my feelings
Sure, it might of been
But it was how I felt
Alone, on the move
And learning to live easy with it
I was shocked when he didn’t pry
Only a nod and a turn in the opposite direction
“I’m crossing fingers for the day someone returns this,
and tells you they would follow you.”
I watched him walk further away from me
Wanting to cry but deciding against it
I’ve seen that boy walk away before
And he did the right thing.
But if he’s walking upright, then I’ll walk likewise
And keep in every bit of moisture I can
To avoid shriveling under the sun.
You don’t test a gentle person the way that you don’t steep tea for too long. Submerge me and I will imbue, and what was sweet will be bitter. I will be strong on your tongue and unpleasant to the taste, and you’ll regret drowning me in your guile.