The Fortune Cookie
"Never let go too soon. Never hold on too long."
Well, that’s the trick, isn’t it?
If only we could get a look at the script ahead of time
Then we would know our cues.
When to take center stage and when to exit stage right.
In our little drama
I have consistently flubbed my lines.
Or you flubbed yours.
Or maybe we’re performing two entirely different plays.
Last night you comforted me.
And I was so mad at you
For not recognizing that
In every romantic comedy
The two best friends always end up together.
You said I would meet someone who would sweep me off my feet.
You’ve said that before
This time I didn’t think
Why not you?
Stupid Stupid-head.
This time I listened to you.
This time I heard you.
This time I heard all your love.
Every aching wish for God’s blessings on my head.
Finally I know where we stand.
We are precious to each other and
We are each destined for somebody else.
I finally get it.
You asked what I wanted for a wedding-gift someday.
Draw my portrait so I can see the way you see me.
That would be the perfect gift
I can let go and I know
You’ll call me right back