Tomorrow is her special day
I am supposed to greet her –
but that is plain worthless
I am supposed to give a card
but that is plain nonsense
I am supposed to give her flowers
but they will never ever last
I am supposed to give her sweets
but they may end up as thrash
I am supposed to buy her blouses
I am supposed to buy her gadgets
I am supposed to buy her jewels –
but these things aren’t touching
I am supposed to give her the stars
I am supposed to give her the moon
I am supposed to give her the sun –
but these things aren’t possible
Thinking of the best gift
is quite a suicide
Tomorrow is her special day
I’m letting her go.
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