The Unlucky

My sighs settle around her shoulders as she walks by
She holds my memory in the curve of her smile
Oh, to gather those lips for just one more kiss
And linger there a while

Lured once again by loves austere curse
The whispers of true love go faintly ever so
Oh, how strange and changeful life is
To the unlucky love will never know

I'll bet

I’ll bet she misses me every day
I’ll bet she misses my quirky ways
I’ll bet she misses my smiling face
My goofy laugh and warm embrace
How we were more alike than she ever knew
Yeah, I know....
I’ll bet I’m wrong about these things too.