The difference is

Somehow we crossed paths first
but never crossed hearts
Or one ran over the other
on its way to check-out

Was it yours or mine?
cause I still think of reasons
and seasons when you
let all your demons
walk out in a waltz

Only to help me conclude
it wasn’t me you walked away from
but the thoughts in your head
wondering what society would say

And I can’t help but wonder
how it’s such a shame
for the twinkle in your eyes say
it’s here you’d rather stay

but you built an imaginary scale
where two or more bodies balanced
for a chance to conquer
your undercover malice

But the good always outweighs bad
and the flesh eventually rots
and the truth comes to light
and wrong is never right

So I guess the difference is
I was too blunt
Perhaps the difference is
my confidence was too loud
Maybe the difference is
I was more outspoken online
and god forbid that ruined your plans

Is it possible the difference was I
was publicly smarter than
what you sought in a woman that
you intended to keep as a side?

I’m sure the difference is
I was older
I’m most certain the difference is
I know what I want
and you weren’t part of that

I know the difference is
you couldn’t fool me
like you have them
all your life.