A Small Reunion

I don’t mean to sound ungrateful

Shouldn’t we both be in frame

For such a reconnecting gesture

To be voyeurs in exchange

We could say we didn’t mean it

We could dig up all the names

We could brag about our future

Talk about our leaving day

We could have a small reunion

For all the people that we knew

We’ll all get drunk and celebrate

Here’s to me and here’s to you

Do we

Savor all the little pieces

Picture rooms and empty seats

Imagine everybody leaving

Without the starving self-esteems

We could say we didn’t mean it

We could dig up all the names

We could brag about our future

Talk about our leaving day

We could have a small reunion

For all the people that we knew

We’ll all get drunk and celebrate

Here’s to different shades of blue

Here’s to faces of our memory

To reprimanded attitudes

To forgetting all the pretense

To all the people that we knew

We’ll all get drunk and celebrate

Here’s to me and here’s to you

Do we