Till the End
“We’ll make it till the end,” I say
And when the end comes
We'll both know that it's over now
And when it’s over
Only God will know what we’re fighting for
And what we’re fighting for
Is what no one else will understand
And what no one else understands
Will carry us all the way
“What is ‘the end’?” you ask
“The end” is where one of us is lying in that bed
We’re barely breathing
The other is right beside us
Praying to God that he doesn’t take you
And when he does
That’s the end….
“We’ll make it till the end,” I say
And when the end comes
We won’t be afraid
And without that fear of losing one another
We’ll know what we’re fighting for
And what we’re fighting for
Is what only we’ll begin to understand
And what we understand
Will always be expressed by a simple four letter word
Love
Copyright © Tatianna Leachet | Year Posted 2016
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