I know what you want. Oh sure they may have tried to separate us but what we have is too strong – is too powerful.
I mean after all we shared everything you and I.
I told you my deepest darkest secrets.
I showed you exactly what people are capable of.
I shocked you with my honesty, but mostly I challenged you and made you think. And you trusted me even though you knew you shouldn’t.
So we’re not done no matter what anyone says and besides I know what you want. You want me back.
Of course some believed everything and I’ve just been waiting with bated breath to hear me confess it all.
They’re just dying to have me declare that everything said is true and that I got what I deserved.
Wouldn’t it be easy if it was all so simple?
Only you and I both know it’s never that simple not in politics and not in life.
But you wouldn’t believe the worst without evidence would you?
You wouldn’t rush to judgment without facts, would you?
Did you?
No, not you. You’re smarter than that.
Anyway all this presumption made for such an unsatisfying ending and to think it could have been such a memorable send-off.
I mean if you and I’ve learned nothing else these past years it’s that in life and art nothing should be off the table. We weren’t afraid not of what we said, not of what we did, and we’re still not afraid because I can promise you this.
If I didn’t pay the price for the things we both know I did do. I’m certainly not gonna pay the price for the things I didn’t do.
Oh well, of course they’re gonna say I’m being disrespectful not playing by the rules like I ever played by anyone’s rules before. I never did and you loved it.
Anyhow despite all the poppycock, the animosity, the headlines, the impeachment without a trial – despite everything – despite even my own death.
I feel surprisingly good.
And my confidence grows each day that’s soon enough you will know the full truth.
Wait a minute, now that I think of it, you never actually saw me die, did you?
Conclusions can be so deceiving. Miss me?
