You knew more lyrics
I more chords
We gelled
For a while.
I could sing and remember
You looked good
Let me fill in
The blanks.
We were OK
Or so we thought
A good team
For a while.
You got fed up
Playing covers
Neither of us
Could write our own.
I turned to poetry
Let dust gather
On the fretboard
You went instrumental
Writing in isolation
Recording alone
Mainly
For yourself.
Sometimes I think
We’re happier apart
But so much better
When together.