see you next tuesday?

i have to go now, i tell her.

i'm sorry

it didn't work out, but you'll

find someone else.

we all do

eventually. it just wasn't meant

to be.

we're in different places,

we want different things.

we don't see eye to eye.

i could go on, but i can see

this is getting nowhere.

so let me get dressed, grab

my hat, my gloves, my keys.

it was fun while it lasted.

but if you're still around,

and no longer mad,

next tuesday

is still good for me.