or they could be champagne.
i leave them for you,
like how you once gave me,
in a bouquet so beautiful
i know better, there will be none.
year upon year,
in a flash seemingly passed.
yet the wound so raw,
my heart, ripped apart
that night you left.
you thanked me for loving you,
and again for letting you love me,
these words so fearfully rare,
i know i'll never again hear.
what god must have in mind
when he tore us apart so far,
no doubt i'd never know.
one day, i know, one day,
you and i,
you and i,
you and i,
we will meet once more.
when that day comes,
when my journey ends,
please be there at the end
at that light that so many say,
wait for me.
in eternity, if eternity could exist,
we should be.
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