I'm Here Now But You're All Going To Regret It

Holes

What coincidence
That I would meet you here
And you would say hello
And remember me from past conversations
From shards of who I used to be

What coincidence
That we were both too scared to say
I like you more than maybe I thought
And to leave it this way
Despite dancing around the topic

And the pause when I ask about it again
Hoping for a grin of understanding
What a coincidence because the grin on my own face is still standing

Met with an uneven force
Of you saying you don't remember
And what am I talking about
Me: Of course it's nothing sorry I'll go

Of course it's nothing
Of course I should know
As we fall into uneven rhythms

What a coincidence that we both decided to let go