2nu Two Outta Three
THERE WAS A HUMMINGBIRD JUST OUTSIDE THE GLASS THAT
SEPARATED US FROM THE RAIN. HE LOOKED IN FOR JUST A
MOMENT...AND THEN FLEW AWAY...I COULDN'T HELP THINKING
HOW SIMPLE HIS LIFE MUST BE.
WE SAT QUIETLY IN THE WARM SWIRLING BUBBLES...I DON'T
THINK I COULD HAVE LOVED HER MORE. THEN AT THAT VERY
MOMENT.....THERE WAS THIS LITTLE BEAD OF WATER THAT WAS
MAKING IT'S WAY DOWN HER LONG, SILKY, WET HAIR...AND I
SAID TO MYSELF...IF I CAN COUNT TO TEN...BEFORE IT
DROPS....SHE'LL LOVE ME FOREVER. I BARELY GOT TO
SEVEN...BEFORE IT FELL LIKE A ROCK...AND RAN SLOWLY
DOWN OVER HER BARE SHOULDERS....AND DISAPPEARED INTO
THE BUBBLES AGAIN.
TWO OUTTA THREE
I MUST HAVE BEEN LOOKING AT HER FOR A LONG
TIME...BEFORE I REALIZED SHE WAS LOOKING BACK...AND
THAT DAY IN THE RAIN WAS A MILLION MEMORIES AGO.
THE CAFE WAS GETTING NOISIER..THE COFFEE WAS GETTING
COLDER....AND FINALLY, SHE BEGAN TO EXPLAIN WHY IT WAS
OVER. I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT WAS ACTUALLY HAPPENING...I
WAS WATCHING HER TALK...BUT I COULDN'T HEAR THE
WORDS...IWAS DYING INSIDE....AND SHE NEVER LOOKED MORE
BEAUTIFUL. EVEN AFTER SHE WAS GONE...I COULD STILL
SMELL HER PERFUME. I ALWAYS WOULD.
ANOTHER TIME. ANOTHER PLACE.
WAS IT LOVE. AND NOT A WASTE.
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN. IT WASN'T TO BE.
YOU SHOULD'VE GONE. TWO OUTTA THREE.
I GOT UP TO LEAVE...AND STEPPED OUT INTO THE
RAIN....STUCK MY HAND IN MY COAT POCKET AND PULLED OUT
THE ROSE I HAD MEANT TO GIVE HER. THE WILTED PETALS
FELL TO THE GROUND...AND I COUNTED THEM OUT...STILL
TRYING TO BEATTHE ODDS...SHE LOVES ME...SHE LOVES ME
NOT. TWO OUTTA THREE.
ANOTHER TIME. ANOTHER PLACE.
WAS IT LOVE. AND NOT A WASTE.
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN. IT WASN'T TO BE.
YOU SHOULD'VE GONE. TWO OUTTA THREE.
