Breaking Up...

oh the pain, oh the horror, what absolute garbage...

Three seconds on the clock has passed,
Seven minutes since you left,
Am I counting down the time since
You just let me drift?

Ten months of being hand in hand,
Six months of sharing beds,
A short relationship I guess and now
I’m left for dead.

Two days and still I mope around,
One day without a meal,
I’m never hungry anymore, I
Never really feel.

Four days with bags beneath my eyes,
Eight days since I last slept,
You’re always on my mind like tears
I’ve kept unwept.

Five weeks, I’m sick, I’m dying here,
Nine minutes I will stay.
I know you’ll never come again, but
This is my last day.

I think I called you, hallucinated,
I’m currently not sure,
I’m in our bed, with fever high,
I see you by the door.

I’m certain that I’m dreaming now,
No way you could be here,
I cannot move to hold you close,
It hurts too much I fear.

You’re perfect and I close my eyes,
Imprinted on my mind.
Your hand upon my fevered brow
As in sleep I find.

You are the breath of air I need,
To start each day anew.
I thought you felt the way I did,
Loved you like I do.

It’s morning, fever’s broken now,
I miss you so damn much.
But looking down upon my right
I cannot help but touch.

I knew our love was strong and true
I knew we’d last forever
And now I have the proof that even
Fights can’t make us sever.

KC - 16 Feb 2006