5 sixths, 3 ¼s & a Quarter

I left a girl for you
  - be thankful.
I left a girl standing amidst
         breadbaskets
         croissants &
         sandwiches,
And tingles through her body
From the sweet taste of my lips.

I left a girl who smiles
  - thankfully.
I left her wondering what happened
         just then
         in that moment
         of brightness when,
Life turned one of those corners
And no one is the same again.

So I was dragged to you
  - unwillingly.
I departed from her warm embrace
         at my waist
         holding tight,
         to run and chase,
Some dream that dragged me away
As it kindly walked past.

I left a girl for you
  - remember that.
I left a provider and lover
         when you claim
         what we have
         is not so great,
That ours is no more than leaves
Blowing on an autumn wind.

What rubbish you speak
  - dilettante.
How can you talk of fate so lightly,
         put it down
         to chances
         crossing each other?
I demolished the pull of reality
To live what we all dream.

I left a girl for you
  - unromantic?
An empty space held in her arms,
         a bright sun
         slipping away
         out the door...

So what betrayed us my dear?
Was romance too much to ask for?

• [Unknown Date. Probably Invercargill, 2003/4 (though it feels like Auckland)]