We are over.
I turn the word over in my mouth
Like a sweet too hard and too sour to swallow.
Over.
I tell them it was mutual,
That we broke up over irreconcilable differences:
I loved you
And you didn’t love me.
It was the only difference that mattered.
We meet again
For closure and to talk things over
And it feels anything but over.
Because when you kiss me in the dark
Over and over
I cannot picture being in anyone else’s arms.
And when I roll over in the morning
My heart skips a beat
And then you say my name
And I am falling in love again
Over
And over
And over.