Yes, I will admit that these are selfish tears tonight
I should be sleeping, but instead it seems I must write
For you, for me, I tried so hard not to cry
And I didn't much, but I remember well when you died
I also remember a promise I so long ago naively made
Of course I could not keep it, but you knew life works that way
You laughed about it, but not at me
You just knew that good intentions set aside, life often chooses our priorities
I tried hard to keep in touch
And hoped you knew how much you are loved
But I never got to say goodbye
Or the chance to say I love you one last time
I couldn't even be there as you were laid to rest
And I wonder if that was for the best
One lesson learned the hard way, though
Is that when it's too late one just never knows
You are a very important reason why I take every chance I've got
To say I love you and let a person know I care a lot
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