You Could Come Around

You could come around
And we could Talk Things Over,
Dissecting love, layer by layer.

We could sit, sudden strangers,
As if we'd never met, in opposite chairs,
Each privately wondering
If we'd really ever been Lovers.

You could come around -
We could swap accusations
And apportion blame.

We could shout and scream
Like we did when we Ended It.
We could be calm, distant, cold
And Adult About This.

You could come around -
We could try to Still Be Friends
But.....