Dodged a Bullet

I remember, a thousand years ago,

I met you, and thought I was in a rom-com.

I would have sold my soul to be in your head.

But there was a different girl every week.

You fell in love with everyone, except me.

And I thank every, and any, God for that each day.

Because your humour is vulgar.

You don’t read the news.

You’re lazy, and lewd.

Sometimes I felt like I was your Mum.

You’re a real life Peter Pan.

But I’m not your Wendy, Darling.

I’m so glad that I escaped from Neverland.

Back when I was trapped in a fantasy,

I really believed that it would all fall into place.

I’d finally be the perfect bride that I thought I could be,

and you would be the man that made this life make sense.

But, I was looking for a quick fix.

I was wrong about you,

and I was even more wrong about me.

I don’t know if I was ever in your dreams,

but thank you so much for not telling me.

When I think of the disaster that could have been, I just feel so relieved.

I hope you feel it too.

Because we both dodged a major bullet.