Friday Night In Bed With You

I pegged you as my only hope.
And I begged you not to go,
To pause the time,
To give it a try,
As we finished out these perfect lies.
Another clever word,
Sets off an unsuspecting hurt.
And no one even knew,
That it was really only you,
That lies in the foreground of my memory,
Perhaps even in a fantasy,
Of someone that I wished you could be.
Still the postcard always looks the same,
A beautiful view of a sunset on the coast,
Something, I'm sure, I'll never get to see.
Because I've lost the ability to believe,
In anything but this.
Because I'm a disaster,
Your mistake,
That risk that you couldn't take,
And the fact that I might care,
A little too much for words,
But not enough to share,
Would be the flaw in the dare,