205 or Like That

She was a television virgin
She was another Aphrodite on the street
She wore white dresses in the winter
It was never painless
All the mistakes we made
All the silent dinners with in-laws
Why did we think it was easy?
I apologized until I forgot how the word was
supposed to sound
Maybe if her parents gave her the cabin
Maybe if we drank less
It was never painless
Maybe if we didn’t know all the faces we saw
I was eaten alive waiting for her to come
home
Well
We never had that either