Here we are once again in the same predicament.
Tangled in bed sheets. Scents of last night still linger.
I promised myself I wouldn’t end up here
After last time I thought it would be easier to get up and leave
But yet here I am avoiding eye contact with you.
Maybe because it means I have to accept the fact you give me the blues.
Two days of freedom to simply be….me.
I’m actually able to laugh and focus on my dreams.
So no I don’t hate you even though you damper my fun.
Monday you just give me the blues.