I would have walked away, and then
You'd be girl number ten
Just another inspiration to my golden pen
As forgotten as the rays of the sun at the day's end

I would have walked away, and you
Would be a fling I didn't pursue
the locks on my heart, you wouldn't undo
As trivial as the embers quenched by the forest rains

I would have walked away, and I
Would be as the birds that fly by
Uncaring and aloof to heart cries
Concerned about the deadlines that deaden tales of romance

I would have walked away, but now
I'm stuck with a broken pen
With affection burning without end
Scribbling tales about the day I didn't walk away.