In the kitchen on Moh Lhean We're at the counter, I'm eating Cheapskate skirt steak Is what I'm having You ain't eating nothing Seems like you wanna listen You ask me how'd my therapy go I say, "We mostly talked about you" You say, "You don't have to go into it" I'm looking at the counter surface I say, "You're too pessimistic That's why we're not the best fit I'm too dark and negative Need someone the opposite Someone naturally positive To pull me out of my shit" I say it kinda harsh, and Staring at a pattern in the granite More logic than emotion You try to respond, but start crying I look you in the eye, then Just for a second I really want to cry, but can't I hate how cold and strident I am Cut off another bit and chew it quick Swallow with whole milk I can tell it makes you sick You're thinking, "What a fucking dick" Maybe those last drops of love Were draining out of your tear ducts Might've been when it all changed- Staring at my plate, I cut another bite of steak And I said, "That wasn't all I told him about you I said nice shit as well" Jerk the fork to my mouth Chew it out loud You hang around for a while Behind a teary-eyed smile Then you gotta head out to dinner With your mother and your sister I sure miss you now I do wish you well I do wish you well Later at the Loon alone After my Frenette I feel a blunted panic I wish I hadn't said it I wish I hadn't said it I wish I hadn't said it I wish I hadn't said it I wish I hadn't said it