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Fear of losing your life
Is greater then my fear to fly.

You are my best friend
The one relationship we thought couldn't end.

We were so close
The one I couldn't lose.

I didn't know where I would be without you.
I swear I didn't know what I would do.

You told me it was to save the life of the girl.
The one you swore that other then me truly cared about you
left in the world.

The surgery..
It was far to risky.

I contemplated begging you no.
But she was young and deserved to live as so.

Ch:
$700 and 5000 miles
for only once in my life hold the hand of my dying heart.
I didn't know how close or how far
This world was making my flight lead on. 
As soon as I got to the hospital that felt like the longest
run.
My pain in forms of salted water 
holding your hand for only a few short moments.
You grabbed it tight
whispered "I'll forever love you"
Then there slipped your life.

This is the shread I couldn't take.
The never ending break.
The heartache.

$700 and 5000 miles.
I ran until I couldn't anymore.
Until I realized I was somewhere unsure.

Painful memories.
Of everything we used to be.

All that we could have been
Now its to late because this is the end.


Ch:
$700 and 5000 miles
for only once in my life hold the hand of my dying heart.
I didn't know how close or how far
This world was making my flight lead on. 
As soon as I got to the hospital that felt like the longest
run.
My pain in forms of salted water 
holding your hand for only a few short moments.
You grabbed it tight
whispered "I'll forever love you"
Then there slipped your life.

the last conversation we had
it was an agrument that ended fairly bad.

I told you I loved you before you went to go.
and you yelled "no you don't"
"You love him now. dont tell me you love me."
I didn't know how to react so I said "You must be crazy"

You told me to move on 
just what I did.
Now your dead and this is how I have to live.

$700 and 5000 miles later.
My pain just getting greater.


Ch:
$700 and 5000 miles
for only once in my life hold the hand of my dying heart.
I didn't know how close or how far
This world was making my flight lead on. 
As soon as I got to the hospital that felt like the longest
run.
My pain in forms of salted water 
holding your hand for only a few short moments.
You grabbed it tight
whispered "I'll forever love you"
Then there slipped your life.
Posted: 2010-05-05 23:06:02 UTC

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