The Argument--Probability

Boy:
Looking at all these inkblots,
Images randomly appear in my head
Where did the doctor go?
I need help to forget what you said.
I can’t believe you decided
To end it all before asking how I felt.
And if you say, “It’s you, not me,”
I swear my self esteem will melt.

I’ll do whatever you say.
If I agree, can we at least try it my way?
What’s wrong with me wanting a life with you?
I promise that I’ll do my best to stay true.

Girl:
I’m letting you know right now,
There’s no way I’ll go along with what you’re telling me.
You’re acting as if I can’t understand.
It’s too good to believe.
What makes you think I’ll stay here
Just to listen to the insincerity in your voice?
It’s not like I want to go,
But I really have no choice.

Let me walk out through that door.

Boy:
Why can’t things go back to the way they were before?

Girl:
Don’t even bother, just leave me be.
The chances for us is a low probability.

Boy:
Please don’t say you wish we’d never met.
Isn’t it easier to just forgive and forget?

Girl:
My heart is filled with your pollution.
I’m sad to say that there’s no positive solution.
Where we’ll end up no one can tell.
So for now, it’s farewell.

The End

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