beat the rush

we beat the rush
of butterflies and
honey, that initial
head over
-flows
over heels
is over

yeah,
we lived through that
okay

we made it out, only
slightly the worse
for the wear

and we lived a few years on
cheap wine and sarcasm
ran out of sarcasm, about
the time that last bottle
ran dry

and we found we couldn't afford
any more

we knew we had reached
our whatever it was

and you knew how much I loved you,
then

you knew that it wasn't much.

but you were wrong,

again.

like you knew even then
like you still know, now

and now it's time to give up
on something nearer and dearer
to us

than every bad habit we've ever
crushed

yes, it's time to give up on giving
up.