Knocked For Six

I squirted shower gel onto a sponge
As though I was applying ketchup to an American hotdog

I watched an old man fold up a piece of paper in Weatherspoons
As though it would be the last words he would ever read

I only ever loved one girl but she never knew me
She couldn't 'get to know me' apparently
I was 'too arty' - whatever that means?

I thought I lost you in the rain
Those huge puddles you could never avoid
An avalanche of tears from the sky

I should have never read that book
The one that can save you
Unfortunatley for me there were pages missing
Typically

I never remembered your favourite actress
I couldn't care less
With a syringe hanging from my arm for good measure

I always kissed you the first thing in the morning
Your morning breath always tasted like fizzy lemons

I am lost for words - you knocked me for six.