Play it by Ear

Here’s the song and play it loud,

I don’t care if you sing it,

Just scream and shout:

“Here it is!”

You know,

Here,

At whatever we call this

The end?

The beginning?

The middle?

The climax...

I have grown to accept you.

Now,

It’s become clear that we are in fact

Two separate melodies.

But does harmony exist?

I had hoped it would.

That way

It wouldn’t hurt as much.

It’s beginning to feel better.

I know what you meant when you said what you did.

And I’m not angry.

Rather,

I’m just tired of playing this by ear

And hoping that it’ll sound

As if it’s been practiced.