The Better Days Come To An End (2/2)

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So here we are now,
our kids have grown,
me and you aging,
always wanting to moan,


me and you nowadays,
looking back at the past,
thinking 'wow,
i never knew time could go so fast',

walking through the town,
looking at all the new things,
going back to the past,
were we acted like kings,

but by surprise,
i woke up one night,
touching your cold hand,
had given me a fright,

i call the ambulance,
theirs nothing they can do,
i don't know what to say,
because I'm nothing without you,

the one final time i see you,
there's no warmth inside,
thinking why wasn't it me,
who had rather died,

on the way home,
i visited our place,
where me and you met,
and i lose all my grace,

'why was it you,
that had to die',
as i look up into the stars,
i begin to cry,

i look back in time,
where the old days where the best,
as we sat in the bed,
putting the baby to rest,

i then travel home,
where i see the gun,
thinking 'i can be with you again,
and we can go back and have fun'

finger shaking on the trigger,
i raise the barrel to my head,
and BANG! goes the gun,
together we're dead,

we meet once again,
in a better place,
back together,
and not out of place,

we go back in time,
to that special day,
where you had the smile,
in the summer of may,

but for now,
we are gone,
with no more past,
life seems to slow,
but it used to go so fast...

By paul murphy