| What Might Have Been | ||||
| The pain in my stomach, that ache in my heart. My constant companions since we've been apart. Every morning I wake, I try to forget, promises made, promises unkept. I go to work do the best I can. When it wasn't enough I felt less than a man. Lunch break is calling, I have many regrets. I don't feel like eating so I'll smoke cigarettes. My work day is over so I make my way home. My family is there but I still feel alone. I sit down for dinner, I poke at my food. It's off to my bedroom to sulk and to brood. I'll close my eyes now but I won't really sleep. Memories of you, they still run so deep. I'll get up tomorrow and do it again. With thoughts in my head of what might have been. |
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