I was mistaken,
the way I was pursuing you:
It was wrong
and it was rude
but you had something
I thought I needed to know.
If I just could have one night with you
I swore, it would be enough
and we need never speak of it again.

I figured afterwards
I’d lose interest
and you did too, I assume.
Why else would you have brought me
to that special place
and given me that secret taste?

But I was wrong
so ridiculously wrong.
The taste your provided
did not quench my thirst for you
– far from it.
It got me started down this further addiction
and I can imagine no life
without pursuing you.

You gave me that first chip
and now
we both know
I cannot stop.

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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