That's Not Amore
OK Moon, I've been delaying this for long enough;
But there is something that we must clear the air about.
It's been years ago you promised me love under a full moon;
You know like in those old Frank Sinatra or Dean Martin songs.
Apparently, you don't do that sh-tuff for people like me;
just those overly paid lounge snak--, err, lizards.
I even went to one of those sketch artist psychics,
I think you already know what I'm talking about.
They drew the perfect girl for me, fair skin, looked beautiful --
she truly would have made me happy the rest of my days. Sigh.
I did see her under a full moon, all bright and beautiful.
She said “yes I'll marry you” – to the woman she was with.
There was another, a girl I already knew, we were friends --
I showed interest in her – our friendship came to a fiery end.
Why do you do this sh-tuff to me? What did I ever do to you?
Why do I even bother? You're not making things better, you know!
That's it. We're through. You promise me love, then take it away.
I grow weary of your empty promises. That's not amore.
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Timothy E Jones
What is there to say: I live in Philadelphia, but wish I lived somewhere else, anywhere else. I write as a means to escape the harsh realities of the city and share my stories here on Vocal, even if I don't get anything for my efforts.
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Sometimes, when we want something too much, it doesn't work out. Then we need to change tactics and do something different, and what we want will present itself to us. I find that usually helps. If it doesn't, we need to give it up and take a different path. There are so many paths, many of them seem like secondary paths, and sometimes they are more valuable than the primary ones.