Everything was said to be fine
Your warm hand, sitting in mine
Waiting for the hour you would heal
Or maybe for the hour things would seem real
Tears flowing from your pale green eyes
Wishing now I knew they were lies
"Does it hurt?" you said
"Only when I think of you being dead."
"That won't happen" I was reassured
If only I knew the pain you endured
I held my head high
Trying not to cry
Wishing there was something I could do
To take some of the pain away from you
But everything was falling apart
I knew it was breaking and so was my heart
I squeezed your hand and started to cry
Knowing, in the back of my mind, this was goodbye
You stroked my hair and kissed my head
While I was wishing it was me instead
I wish it was a dream, not a reality
Wishing someone on this earth had a shred of morality
With my last goodbye, I left your room
Hoping your pain would be gone soon
I shut the door and leaned against the wall
Trying to look like I was standing tall
But I just couldn't do it, I couldn't pretend
That this was something I could comprehend
My face in my hands, tears on my shirt
Never knowing this kind of hurt
I walked away and sat on the chair
Laid my head down and said a prayer
"Tomorrow will be better" you would say
And I would believe that it would be okay
So as my last present, from me to you
I promise you one thing is true:
No matter how close or far away
No matter what hour of what day
I'll love you until my heart is numb
Forever and always, no matter who I become
