Botanical gardens

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Sunday, June 2, 2013

I've already dated you

I've already dated you
Except your name was Hector
And I loved you more than the Sun
Even when I wasn't the only
Woman in your life
I would've happily given you mine.

I've already dated you
Except your name was Angel
And you gave me more rules
Than Monopoly, Scrabble, and Sorry combined
Still, that wasn't enough
Until I said goodbye.

I've already dated you
Actually, I didn't.
Your name was George
And you did everything
Short of voodoo
To possess me and my time.

I've already dated you
Except you were Jose
And although everything was fine
You still held back
For some (bullshit)
Unknown sign.

I already dated you, Mark.
And every time I think of your name
I have to squeeze my eyes
To hold back the pain.

I've already dated you
Your name is Angel and Hector and Mark and Jose
And all the Saints combined.
I've already dated you
It doesn’t matter your name
I've already dated you.

I wont do it again. 

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