• I stare at the clouds,
    Watch the birds flying by.
    A warm gust whips my hair,
    and it itches my eye.
    I bite my chapped lip,
    Memories enveloped in you.
    They play in my head,
    while I drift in skies of blue...

    You should be here with me,
    I should not be alone.
    And yet here I am,
    Heart hardened to chrome.

    You left me,
    And not in the temporary sense,
    Where you disappear one night,
    And I wait, muscles tense.
    No, you left me on a much more permanent note,
    With a cult forty-five,
    That you hid in your coat.
    Why didn't you feel,
    You could confide in me?
    We were the best of friends,
    Told each other everything.
    Or so I thought.
    I guess I was wrong,
    About our friendship,
    Our pact,
    For us both to be strong.
    It's a burden in my heart,
    That is hard to live on.


    I think about all the stupid things we used to do.
    I remember your smell,
    tangy, musky, and new.

    A car whizzes by me,
    And music trails behind.
    And I finally decide,
    That now is the time.


    I take the first step,
    Then the second,
    Next deep breath.
    And I prepare myself,
    For the shadow of death.

    The last step I take, seems the easiest to me,
    And I fall,
    Completely weightless,
    And feel totally free.

    I inhale deeply,
    As my last seconds pass.
    Knowing that my fall,
    Was much too good to last.
    I smell something familiar,
    As I sink into the blue,
    Closing my eyes I smile...
    Because It's the smell of you.