Canceled TV Show
We three were like a TV show
We were like the Three Musketeers
No more like The Animaniacs
No more like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
Tenacious, Bodacious and yeah, Outrageous
I would be Eddy—Lovable prankster
always one with the bad idea
just smart enough to stay ahead of the curve
I would never learn from my mistakes
The ones that I make revolving around human interaction
I always make early onsite transactions
I have a habit of doling out my love as if was 99 cent store chump confetti
and it will cling to others and I can never get it back cuz this store don’t do no returns
I get burned by rejection regularly, leaves invisible marks on my soul
I will always tell people that I am better off leaving that piece behind that my heart can just grow more but that piece of the pie is more coveted than a jawbreaker the moon’s size
She would be Edd—Always wearing something to protect what she saw as her biggest flaw not seeing that the biggest flaw of all was letting the world miss out on all she had to offer.
She hid behind razor sharp wit that we say has a way of making the room a bit darker,
no one seeing the light her jaded truth has to offer.
She always knew how to keep me at bay
calm me down
just enough that I would not make a fatal calculation
she and her kindness were worth celebration but she never thought she was good enough.
With the strength of Tonka truck and a smile that would put most models to shame because hers was real.
The perfect balance of teeth and gums leaving nothing but sincerity in its wake,
I knew when it was fake and I knew how to make her laugh before she cut someone down with her wit
making the cries of timber in the mental battleground of a forest that is high school go silent, if only for a time
But we could not be three without Ed
bighead jumps into the fray to save the day but most likely needs saving Ed
Loves food and devours the most and yes his love extends beyond gravy and buttered toast
Ed followed every bad plan with a smile and a hell yeah,
Ed who probably needed a lot more hugs growing up which is why he damn near broke my ribs every time he gave one Ed…Edd and Eddy
we were the Three Musketeers, no more like Ed Edd Eddy but our show does not end with us being three the magic number
we have fractured and splintered and have chosen sides in a war rapidly dissolving the bonds of the lives that we have made.
The lives that we have made seems to have grown too big and too small all at the same time.
She doesn’t want to stop him from crashing headlong into the wall knowing that the damage may be irrevocable, she’ll stay silent
He will charge forward not caring that he seems to be leaving us behind not caring that there is a wall there trusting his particular brand of
strength to pull him through his stubborn pride casting aside years of friendship worthy of being upgrading to siblinghood
And I am left to sit, cocky mouth no longer set to trademark grin with no plan
Leaving me to try to mesh broken pieces back together but there is no way to repair this knowing that a piece of the puzzle has intentionally let itself be lost. Lost never to be found this one-hundred[piece puzzle is worthless, occasionally glanced over to look at the memories but never put together again knowing it will never be the same
Our show has ended and I just don’t know what to do without a man I knew as brother and that man hating the woman I now see as my soul sister and we could see Mister Mister walking down the street and she won’t even pause in acknowledgement and I seeing the pain in her eyes she just feels betrayed and he feels like she’s overreacting and I feel like the world I knew is slowly cracking but it’s cracking fast without mercy and I don’t know what to do.
I am Eddy without a plan, she is Edd without her protective armor opting for a battle and he is Ed charging headfirst into a future without us. We are no longer Ed, Edd and Eddy.
We are a canceled tv show and there is nothing we can do to rerun the years.