The last words that I said to you
I confess were rather mean.
I know I could have been more gentle
As I think about that scene.
I thought those words were nothing,
That you'd forget them very soon.
I assumed they'd be forgotten
By the next day's afternoon.
Oh, what I stupid fool I am!
If I had only known
That night you would be taken
And I'd be left alone!
If I had known you'd pass away
Before you went to bed that night
I would have whispered, "I love you"
And hugged you extra tight.
The last words that I'd say to you
If I had been prepared,
Would be, "I am so proud of you."
Or I'd relive the times we shared.
My last words perhaps would be,
"I'm very pleased with who you are,"
Or, "I'm thankful you are in my life."
Or, "Sleep well, my shining star."
But my last words were not so sweet.
They were cutting, harsh, and snide.
My last words you ever heard
Were spoken out of pride.
And now I'm left to weep and wail
For I can't talk to you again
And the last words I ever said
Are a reminder of my pain.
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