The warning,
the three mistakes.
The three bad things,
leaving me with less.
Causing it to almost,
be our last.
The ban for life,
the tears coming along.
The pain I felt,
being ban from you.
Feeling my heart rip,
Calling you,
asking her questions.
Making you listen,
as I cried aloud.
The car crash,
the fear in eyes.
The fear in my,
heart.
The thoughts of you,
racing thou my head.
Seeing you and,
you not knowing.
Not seeing me in the car,
but being so close.
Seeing these signes,
the repeating moments.
Not paying them,
any attention.
Getting you back,
that being the best thing.
Seeing how much I had,
even before I lost it.
You being my inly thought,
the only thing....
Flirting with luck,
and not even knowing.
Seeing you for what,
could have been the last.
