Death Becomes Ours

When I saw him there...I mean from the very moment I saw him
I knew there were a few things I meant to do to him....
I wanted him so badly it hurt, yes.
But for the sake of being horribly human
I knew the things I wanted from him could and would not ever be okay.
He loved another....that other was not me whether I liked it or not


I stood there and died a little
I went home and cried a little
I left and meant to end it all
If I could....yes I would


How could it be I could love someone
Who could never find it in his heart to love me
I cherished his smile
And with it I might have perished just a bit

Here I am living an honest to God nightmare
That could have been avoided had he said those words he said to her

I love you
I want you
I will have you...


Could I please you and show you just exactly how it could be done?
Or do I have to stay this way forever...empty and cold from the inside out?
You do not care and do not want to care
I guess ending it all was my only option
That's what you wanted in the end, yes?


Oh yes when I saw him standing there that's all I could think of
The way he could hold me but was holding her...
The way he could kiss me but was kissing her...
The way he could comb my hair with his fingers the way he did to her...
All of these things I could have had, but in the end the only thing
That is really ours to have is death....