Many Unhappy Returns

I hated the way you left
So much unfinished between us two

So now where do we begin?
We can’t repeat the past

Although before you left
That was the only thing we had.

It’s been a year or more
Though it doesn’t seem that long

I even visited our old haunts
To see where we went wrong…

I think it started with the kids
We grew apart and you went out west

It was over when you started to drink
Rather than talk which we did best

So what’s the point, my friend?
We tried and it didn’t work out

You may as well head back to the coast
I’ve no room in my life for a ghost.