we were friends

couple of years & more

laughing & flirting nothing much

then came the time for my farewell tour

leaving the company

doing the rounds of cities i’d visited

people worked with over the years

finishing ends

& there she was

smiling saying goodbye

but first drinks & a meal with the folk

her walking me back to my hotel

i’m drunk happy & sad

all this was to be over

in just a few days

into my room fall on the bed

& there she is

lying next to kissing

hands wandering mine too

feeling the bump & stroking

her getting excited

to be suddenly sober

wtf was i doing?

i didn’t want this hadn’t ever

all apologies i said

i just can’t said too drunk

& had to wait for her to leave

such are the growing up

finding maturity blues