Table for two,
They sat and stared.
Toasted to time gone by,
Too many wounds to repair,
Too hopeless to even try.
There there don't you cry,
Their hands nearly touched.
Then they couldn't stay apart,
Today not so much.
There's trouble in twos,
Their folks would say.
Two kids, two cars,
Too many bills to pay.
Two tables down,
They were held in a trance.
The waiter never took their order.
Too focused on romance.
The band played until dawn,
Two by two left feet in disarray.
Too bad it finally hit them,
The married brother and sister were gay.
