3 stories about Death. 3 situations that make me think that sometimes there is just no reason. Shit just happens. I’ve learned to try and enjoy every moment of life we are given.
When the girl picked up the phone, her heart felt like a storm.
The fog invaded her brain with a river of pain.
It took her three days to get out of the rain.
It took her three days to see the sunshine again.
The lady had been lying there for a while, looking up in his eyes.
It had been a summer of love, tender like a dove.
And then like a bad joke, the lover left with a stroke.
She came to pick her up leaving him behind with no hope.
She invites herself to life's party, asking nobody what can we do?
But not forget being alive is magic there is no logic, sometimes it's true.
Ten minutes earlier and the drunken driver would have been a murderer.
I wouldn't be writing this tune for you and you'd be singing in a choir for me.
It came close, it came real close, sometimes it's just not meant to be.
I felt her breath in my neck, but again she misses me...