Some Kind of Lonely

Sixty years of them holding hands
Found a, battle hardened tough old man
Sitting, at a table all alone

He swore some days he still could see
His, highschool love turned memory
Smiling back at her old Romeo 

He never thought this day would come
Hoped, everyday this dream was done
It's so hard, he never could believe
All he knew, was without her that he.....
Was some kind of lonely

When that house full of laughter 
And, happy ever after come to an end.....
When those dreams turn to memories 
And pictures are as close as you can get.....

That's when you'll know the sorrow
That, time is only borrowed
Chances are, you'll drop down to your knees
When you have, to taste reality.....
That's some kind of lonely

Had a friend who had lost his dad
His, only dog then things went bad
Thought the bottle, had become his only friend

Found the sadness was too damn strong
Wish I'd, known when things all went wrong
Maybe I, could've helped him see the light

I guess we have to face the fact
That, once they're gone they ain't coming back
And reality,  can make one guarantee 
They may not, wear their heart upon their sleeve
But they're some kind of lonely 

When that house full of laughter 
And, happy ever after come to an end.....
When those dreams turn to memories 
And pictures are as close as you can get.....

That's when you'll know the sorrow
That, time is only borrowed
Chances are, you'll drop down to your knees
When you have, to taste reality.....
That's some kind of lonely

When you have to taste reality
That's some kind of lonely
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Hamilton Avatar
July 13, 2020 at 11:58 AM
I really enjoyed this one Michael, sad but real. I think I found a new fave writer!
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July 14, 2020 at 4:33 PM
Thank you for the kind words, John.
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