Unfair
The unexplainable knowledge of something yet to come
Answering the phone not ready to hear
Hearing anyway with the unexpected tears of a cracked bean
Dumbstruck finding comfort only in a comforting hug.
Gaining the tormenting image of her clinging to life
Falling over the banister, a devastating injury from an object made for pleasure
But in my mind she was far from the edge
Away from the clutches of harm and death
Immortal, invincible, not much thought of
But now occupying my cranium
As if she has always been there, like she should have been
Because now it is probably too late to see her
To receive a welcoming smile when I enter her house
They say she will never be the same
They say she won't be.
I don't know if what they say is true
I don't know where she is
I don't know what to do
I don't know why it has to be this way
This hatred, stronger than love, than faith, than reason
Keeps us apart, keeps me from knowing
Starting at death and living through death
I hope this hatred is not the only thing that lives on.
How unexpected
How unfair
You deserve better than what life gives you
Life is a terrible lover but your only other lover is death
Life throws these rocks at you along with flowers and everything else
Gives you mixed signals like a flirtatious conflicted teenager
One day it loves one day it hates
One second it gives live another it takes
I hope this second it gives.
I hope this isn't a divorce.
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