Have a Good Flight

She figured it out.
What our future was about.
And the vision was simply not arresting.

Like a dark room suddenly lit
The realization hit
And there was no reason to keep investing.

What was it you ever saw in me
Like I see in you continually?
The way you name the fuzzy lining on your blouse
And wear miniskirts to clean your house.

But why dwell on any of the above
When it becomes clear we're not in love?

You told me on Sunday
That you'd be on your way
And I'd be lying if I said it wasn't right.

But I was disappointed to find
Just what you had in mind
For the time we had left before our flights.

What was it you ever saw in me
Like I see in you continually?
How your hair refuses to cooperate
No matter how hard you try to keep it straight.
And the little words you mispronounce
Which I correct, which makes you bounce.

But why dwell on any of the above
When it becomes clear we're not in love?
So have a good flight.

We knew we'd say goodbye
So you're surprised that I would cry
Because we know it's best for both of us to be free.

Problem is you're my best friend
And although we have to end
I'd just like to know some day you might want to see me.

After all what was it you saw in me
Like I see in you continually?
How you imagine a day full of fruit
To help cleanse your soul and fit your suit.
Your impossibly rich and complex past
Like a novel I wish I could make last.

But why dwell on any of the above
When it becomes clear we're not in love?
Why dwell on any of the above
When it becomes clear we're not in love?
So have a good flight.
Have a good flight.