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Late Night Ramblings in the Form of Poetry?
You held me the last time
just minutes from my birthday
and you'll never understand
how much that meant to be
but here today I'll try to explain
how there was nothing I wanted
but a begining again
a chance to prove I hate what I've done
and you'll never know
how much it really stung
but here this moment I'll try to say
that my heart fell to pieces
when the truth sunk in
I was nothing more than a Friday night
and that begining for me was an end
You told me the last time
just minutes from the dance
and you'll never understand
how much that killed me inside
but here tonight I'll try to explain
how my being was shattered
but I still loved you
holding a silly hope that you'll take me back
and you'll never know
how much it really meant
but here this instant I'll try to say
what my hands found that night
when someone gave me a shot
but I still saw your face in his
You lived the last time
just minutes from my soul
and you'll never understand
how much you mean to me
but here at midnight I'll try to explain
that some happy times
forever scrape my bleeding mind
and make me smile blue tears
and you'll never know
you I'll never give up
but here this second I'll try to say
you can always do better
but you're the best for me
and I like the odd way we fit
You smiled the last time
just minutes from lying
and you'll never understand
how I hate it so
but here this morning I'll try to explain
why I still hold on
to this growing heart-attack
and hope it's the death of me
and you'll never know
how happy I'll be
but here at dawn I'll try to say
that I've figured it out
and my hand fits in yours
just finally hold it tight
Here this moment
just minutes from my death
tell me it's forever
with a smile on your face
tell me when I close my eyes
you'll go on
but I'll still hold you in heaven
even while I wait for you there.
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