One dark midnight dreary as I pondered weak and weary Of the sad and somber mood That was left after this noon Before the moon awoke All for the love of your final breath Which I reminisce as the rain hits the window with a soft Tip tip tap tip tap tip,
For that faithful noon as I sat and watched you swoon at the words I wished to tell you under the moon But you left me to soon So now I must sit I must sit and wait And longingly hate The sound of the clock as it strikes midnight
For only hours prior you were laughing Only hours prior I held you in my arms Only hour prior I felt the warmth of your hand on my cheek as longing as it was brief As soon after you hand started to slip from my grasp And fell on the sheet as you tried to hold onto your final breath As you tried You tried so hard to hold on to what little life you could As I cried and shouted for help Weeping into your shoulder when my cries were left unanswered And here in this room During this faithful bleak November You left me alone To wallow and moan in the pain that I now lay As the help I had cried for arrived two minutes to late.
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Shout out to Aliceowonder for this amazing idea for this book!
