"Burned Photographs"
I cannot see you again in this life
Because That would Be Happiness
And Happiness is on The Shelf
Hopelessly high above my reach
But When I See Your Face
When I come inside to look for you
i see Theodore Burning His Photographs
Of Every Girl He's Ever Loved
And Every Dream He's Ever Lived
Burning them to cheer me up
as though cutting himslef might make me smile
---And I Realize we're married, he and I
And We Can Not Look Back Ever Again
Though our hearts may Falter Yet Our Wills are True
I Take Theodore's Hand and We Run
Into the night, headed straight into hell
ready so ready to fall face down in our side-by-side Graves
When all the years of our life are spent
we are going to runaway from our pasts
all of you will fade so far away behind
the memories won't hurt so much then, anymore
and maybe i can breathe again and when i
hold you you Theodore, i just know i am so
Brave, i'm the Bravest Person I Know
There Will never be anyone as brave as me
And Theodore is The One For me
And Let Them Live Our Lives Theodore and I
We take each others hands last night and Jumped
Jumped off a cliff hanging into the future
if there is such a thing as a future
much less a future with any hope but i
took your hand and we jump
your tear streaked cheeks are crying as you cut
the envelopes of random bills with her name on it
into a million hated pieces and all his dreams with them
and then when he is done he looks up at me and smiles
the most beautiful smile in all the universe a broken hope
and i know i would kill for him in the street and i
i smile back at him from my lonely tea
knowing in my heart that there is no turning back
It is Theodore and I Going On, Forever
All Dreams of memories must be forgotten
And He is my Sweet Baby And I Would Kill For Him.
I Would Kill For Him In The Street That's all I need to know now.
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.
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