A Snapshot in Time

I was tired of the urgency.
I burned out all my backburners.
Handsome chances came I turned them away.
Hey, I’m not a tortoise or a hare.
You never cared because I said things out of character like,
“Yo, I’ll get there when I get there.”
Nobody likes an unpredictable Ms.
yet still tasted sweetness in the ultimate kiss.
It was that genuineness that made it hard.
But one side was matte and the other gloss.
We should have made up our mind,
but I only faked mine
and left things with the flat side up.
All we needed was one to flick it;
No one did it; so we lost.
No we won’t shine on and on.
At least we have the photo,
one side matte and the other gloss.

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