By Ali
Date: 27 December 2000
In My Story
There are things
That I haven't really
Dealt with
Enough
Sure, I recognize them
But, deal with them?
How 'bout tomorrow?
Or the next day?
Or the day after that?
Next Thurday's good for me
Well, maybe it's not
Who knows?
Well, now that I
Think about it
I suppose now
Is as good a time
As any...
So, you're gone
Well, I miss you
Despite the fact
That you never said
Goodbye
Never told me
You were leaving
And that hurt
Still does...
And, I knew you
Even if you sometimes
Didn't...
I saw you
Not the image
You attempted to
Present...
I understand you
Even though it's hard
At times...
And, I suppose, that
I really do know
Why you left
And even though
You were doing
The right thing
The mature thing
The adult thing
It doesn't really make me
Feel any better
And, you know what?
I forgive you
Even though you never
Asked for my forgivness...
And if you needed me
Tomorrow
I'd be there, by your side
That's how I am
I think that
The bottom line is
That I was so used to
Having you in my life
I thought you'd always be
A character in my story
But, you know, the story
Kinda writes itself
And your character decided
To ride off into the sunset
Like the cowboys used to do
I just don't think that I
Am used to the idea
That I will never see you again
I don't like the fact
That I'll never see you
Smile again
That I'll never be able
To laugh at your jokes
Or have you laugh at mine
I guess this always happens
When someone leaves your life
It's never quite the same
As before
And it takes a little adjusting
A little getting used you...
I love what you gave to me
I hate that you're gone
And, tonight
Tonight...
I really miss you
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