Here’s the story

Of a girl named Sally

I haven’t told a soul

So here goes; I’ll tell the world

Sally was a beaut

Probably still is

Kind and funny

Adorably geeky and naturally pretty

The kind you bring home to Mommy and Daddy

Then out to the city for dinner and drinks

And a late night stroll down the small town streets

You see, Sally was unique

And a flirt she was, too!

The cause of which I attributed to

Her and her lover

Were together not a whole

So she sought validation

And an end to frustration

By finding another to love and to hold

One night we were out, Sally and I

Out for some drinks after a night full of pie

There was a group of us folks

Being merrily drunk

This night in particular my lover and I

Were also in a funk

And were for some time

You see Sally saw through me

And my silly façade

And I knew her real smile

From that fake one she had

Sally knew my girl

And I knew her boy too

But neither of us cared

In the heat of the moment

Or even the few hours before

We made our way back to my place

For late night drinks, and a smoke or a toke

We knew not where the night would take us

Except outside time and space

We sat on the couch and talked for awhile

‘Till eventually I saw that smile

Shortly thereafter we were in bed

Fully clothed for the moment

But that moment would end

Sooner or later, we wound up together

But that night that we shared

Would haunt me forever