Copyright © October 18, 2003 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Did you ever feel this sad,
Did you ever feel this blue,
Did you ever feel this low,
because the love of your life,
let you go?
And she said,
"you lost some weight,
how did you do it,
you really look great".
But I could not tell her the truth,
That it was a steady diet
of crying and tears,
since she took her love away.
It was my breakfast, lunch and dinner,
and I often do wake for a midnight snack,
of sadness, sorrow and grief.
For only a fool as foolish as me,
could have chased her love away,
and every single second
of every single day,
I live with this regret.
Now I walk to nowhere,
down the side of the road,
so I never will arrive,
but at least I don’t walk alone.
For I have all of these tears
to keep me company,
and more wait for me at home.
I once again try to hypnotize,
myself with these falsehoods and lies,
like,
I don’t love her,
I don’t need her,
she’s not the one,
it wasn’t meant to be.
And for one millionth of a second
the pain does refrain.
Then my heart,
it does shout out,
in total disbelief,
"you liar you,
how can you say these things,
for you know they’re not true".
What kind of fool would walk,
mile after mile, crying all the while,
and what would the passerby’s say,
but, "he must have lost
the love of his life,
for now he goes insane".
"At fifty five miles an hour,
It’s still easy to see he is dying inside,
and I don’t think he’s going to make it".
"It’s so blatantly obvious,
he just can not take it".
So an ambulance did stop,
for someone called 9 1 1,
They said it was plain as could be,
there was a man on the side of the road,
dying, for all the world to see.
I don’t believe in a place called hell,
but we can make one for ourselves,
and mine began the first day I learned,
I chased her love away.