Cosmopolitan Dreams

She was sitting on the curb.
Telling me about how she misses the fireworks back home.
That tall grass and the cologne covered plaid shirt of a lover.
She misses the high arch of the church steeple
Combing hair and running away from her brother.
Such a small town such a big heart
Such big dreams breaking the boundaries of town
Leading her to the big city with cosmopolitan dreams

Let me be your tuxedo tonight
I'll put the pain away with witty things to say
Walking around the party i'll squeeze your hand when things get hard
That old face appearing out from the crowd
And it all comes back
Tear stained magazines
Running a smooth hand along everything you wanted to be
You were lost in the big city with cosmopolitan dreams

She was sitting on the curb.
Telling me about how she misses the grilled cheese sandwiches
And the feeling of her fathers beard on her face
Scruffy kisses and bear hugs
I inhale deep on the cigarette and let it escape my lips
Funny how her eyes narrowed at the phrase
A question hidden by the smoke
It formed a distorted accusation

And we can let these things hover in the air
And then drift away unfufilled.
But she answered
"Do you still love life?"

"Devon I don't know what life is"
"I've been chasing cosmopolitan dreams all my life"
"And life has something about it. It brings us closer to reality. It stings, though. It's a harsh wake up call"
"I'll always be there for you" I say casually. As if it didn't mean everything to me.

"No, you wont. You say that now but chances are..you..won't"
Forever casually tearing myself apart at the inside.
"Idiot, too soon" I think to myself

"I'm sorry dev i'm crying now and you don't need this"

Her makeup had begun to run and her eyes darkened. She's hiding her face and waving me away.

But i'll never leave. And i'm just glad to have this moment.

When we finally tore up the cosmopolitan magazine. And faced life for what it really was.