It is with sadness and pain
that I am flaunting my heart,
saying I know we wouldn't make it,
saying how I knew it from the start.

Every time I was unsure and you told me
our love could conquer it all,
you made all of my worries and concerns
feel so very small.

But in the end I was right
and my gut is saying it proud,
yelling 'I told you so'
way too loud.

It is the hard part when ends
before it takes of the ground,
the pain and emptiness when
you are all of a sudden not around.

Because I grew attached to you,
all of the corners of your soul,
I was so very sure at some point,
that it was with you I would grow old.