Tomorrow, My Love

Apr 03, 2008 - 23:42 PM PST

I’m not afraid of dying.
The only thing I fear is tomorrow.
Tomorrow comes, and he leaves.

I have been saved by another’s love.
But I’ve also lost a love;
To another girl;
Another place;
Another time.

There’s nothing glorious or poetic about dying.
Life suits glory better.
The only people who died as they lived,
Were alone.

Loneliness.
Another boring attempt at explanation.
Those who are lonely
Never tell anyone there are.
For if they are truly lonely,
The opportunity never arises for sharing.

He needs me tonight.
I’ll give him peace in time of war.
My eyes will reflect in the stars forever.
And in the sunless moments before dawn,
He’ll see a strange beauty that gives him hope.

The love of my life dies in the morning,
But I am not afraid.
The only thing I wonder about is:
Who will I fight for when he’s gone?