No More Second Chances

I wait for that day, though I don't know how far away it could be. I watched him die, and now I lay here and cry. When will that day come for me? I wait for that day, no matter how far away. I dance in the rain. I enjoy the time left, pray for people I've met, and watch everything change. A gain for each loss, and such a high cost. In the past I ran. Now I face each day, and don't look away from the day of no more second chances.