The world is gone and I am not.
Is this why I fought?
In the end my feelings caught.
See the wrong even if I ought.

Feeling the sky
To her I must lie
Till the end or I die
Even now I do not cry.

I yell “You’re wrong”,
She screams “So long”.
I wait till she’s gone,
She been gone so long.

We were unstoppable,
This was unconceivable,
She was unbelievable,
I was Unlovable.  

Before she left she asked me to write this,
It was going to talk about love and bliss.
She left and then it killed the Kiss,
And lost the possibilities that I miss.

Stories so long cut short,
Is only a small comfort.
As I stumble off this court,
I’ll cut this story short.