If I had a dime
for every time you kept me a promise,
I would be a homeless bum.
If I grew a bit nastier
Every time you've bugged me,
I'd be a bag of scum.
If someone died
every time you annoyed me,
The masses would be dead.
If I could tell you
every time you hurt me,
billions of words would be said.
If a color disappeared every time that you broke my heart,
I'd be living in black and white.
If a star was lost for every mean thing you've said,
Then it would always be night.
If you could bottle all these tears that I've cried for you,
You'd have a million oceans.
If every time I'd wish you dead and a witch began to brew,
She'd have a thousand potions.
If you lived a year longer every time I've cracked a fake smile,
You'd be alive until the Earth explodes.
If you died every time I thought something nasty about you,
you'd be dead a billion times.
But if you could count the number of times that i have cried tears of grief, that i have wished you back the way you were, that i confessed that i still love you, that i have missed you, that I have wondered what i could have done,