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another moment to be jolly.


your arms still warm 

but yet still cold,

the warmth of your breath

surrounds me

like the breeze would hug me 

the touch of your arm

brings a tear out my eye.

Soon then i realise,

the lights are ever so bright

the bed:  even whiter 

yet i think back to last summer, 

when all this was just a game.

The water, "plops"

the monitor, talks

then realise there's no response

relization hits again.

the lights are ever so bright 

the bed even whiter.

your bed even redder,

your grip get loose

and so do you,

gave up to easily, you silly goose.

Alas 

i'm here on this bed again 

alone

just like a fool

to think we'd last forever was one

too big for such a foolish dude.

 

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