If I had known
that it was going to be our last kiss-
I would have stayed in bed with you all day.
If I had known
that it was the last song you were going to sing to me
I would have called for an encore until my voice was gone.
If I had known
that it was our last real goodbye,
I would have told you how much I loved you.

But I didn’t know.
And I had things to do and places to be.
And I was so happy I didn’t think to worry about lasts
because it was only just
The Beginning.

I said I would stay if you wanted me to.
And your eyes lit up in surprise, so I stayed the night.
We slept in late, and I was comfortable and safe in your arms.
You looked at me like I was something amazing.
But if I had been the good girl and gone home at midnight- would it hurt less now?
I gave you all I could give.
But I guess it wasn’t enough…
It’s never enough.
The problem here is the in
Life.
In living.
There are no guarantees.
I thought you could be my guarantee.
I guess I was mistaken.

I hadn’t noticed you before.
But as soon as you opened your mouth,
Some of your passion for life leaked out.
And I knew that you were what I wanted.