Living On Borrowed Time
Got the news today, from the doctor, my love
It's much worse than you or I could ever dream of
Never thought that I could be leaving, you, so soon
It's too hard to take, looks like we are doomed.
I really would love to be with you,
but I can't stay.
I guess you'll be fine,
without me anyway.
I know it's hard for you to understand,
why things happen this way,
wasn't part of our plan.
But you'll carry on, and be strong,
because...you have to be,
It doesn't really matter any more,
if you still love me...because, I'm
living on borrowed time, you see,
Not much time left for you and me.
So let's enjoy ourselves together
right to the end, cause
Dying is so much better,
having your best friend.
John Derek Hamilton November 1,2015
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015
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