Thursday, May 30, 1991

Goodbye

I felt for a pulse, there wasn't one,
I felt for his soft breaths, there was none.
I knew he was gone, away from me now,
Why did this happen? Please tell me how.
I beat his chest in anger and fear,
His shirt was wrinkled and damp with my tears.
In one last plea to reverse this waste,
I pressed my lips to his, his dried tears I could taste.
Our future together has now gone away,
You took it with me when you died on this day.
Now I can say my love is so true,
and today, part of me died with you.
I remember how you were so carefree,
And just how much you meant to me.
I held your hand, it used to be so soft,
Now that softness has all been lost.
I saw that fatal cut, so red,
I wish I could know what was in your head.

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