First published by me Nov 6, 2014
Where did you go? Why aren’t you here?
I’m beginning to think that you’ve just disappeared.
Was it something I said? Was it something I did?
Or have you found someone better who you think needs a fix?
They told me you’d be back, said I should maybe hold on
That we were both just too busy – half a term wasn’t long
So I tried to forget, to keep on top of my life
In the hope that, one day, you’d be back on my mind
“November,” they said, “that’s when he’ll return
You know the deal – now please wait your turn.”
But that’s just the problem, darling, don’t you see
During the past year in France, I was totally free
No tests, no Semantics, no reading between lines
A year taking advantage of all the things I could find
And you promised you’d be back to take me out one night
As you waved your goodbyes and I boarded my flight.
Now the année is over, and I’m no longer l’Anglaise
Tonight I’m missing out on the fire at York Maze
And it would be okay if I wasn’t already
Behind on two of my modules, the others unsteady
So just promise me this, after all we’ve been through
That the next time you’re in York, I’ll know about it too
Then maybe, just maybe, I’ll see you again
And you’ll be the Reading Week upon which I depend.
[Photo credit: Getty Images]
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