this side of me you didn't know,
we waited too long for the flower to grow,
and now it's dead, and i'm still here,
soothing the empty with each tear.
the days we had were many,
the love we never really shared, uncanny,
i sometimes wish we had a tomorrow,
or a time machine we could steal or borrow.
but life's unpredictable, i know that now.
the trick is in living without knowing how.