Should / Shouldn't
Could / Couldn't
Would/ Wouldn't

Win / Lose
Over / Through
Me / You

It was supposed to be simple.

I begged and begged, but you would not do it.
I screamed with a voice so loud,
it pierced the deep of the night,
but you did not relent.

I hung over that precipice, legs dangling above the abyss.
Wishing and praying,
That you would just let me fall,
That you would go ahead and end it.

Still, your grip tightened.

I looked in your eyes, you looked in mine.
All I wanted was freedom.
All I wanted was my destiny.
All I wanted...was for you to release the chains.

You never did. And now we'll both pay a price
neither of us should ever have had to.

I'm a little short, I must report,
but spare me your puns
and witty retorts.

I may not be a giant, but I'm self reliant.
and in the face of all those barbs?
Defiant.

There's less of me, for the eye to see,
though inside I'm as big
as big can be.

So the silly folks may crack their jokes
but I've got it where
it matters most.

The measuring tape, I can't escape.
Everything else, as it goes,
is mine to shape.

I'm just hanging on this Christmas tree,
Silent and rather dutifully.
Amazed at all the things I see,
In the bustle of December.

I've got some multi-colored friends,
and just enough warm tinsel ends.
I hope each year, that Santa sends
A Christmas to remember,

I don't mess with candy canes,
I just stay the path and keep my lane.
I'm kind of shiny and kind of plain,
so cut me a little slack.

Soon enough, the laughter's done,
The unwrapping's over, the songs are sung.
The turkey eaten, the moments won,
And to my cardboard home, I'm back.

Two thousand dollars and thirty three cents.
Is that what I am to you?
Is that what I meant?

An outstanding deal for a reasonable price.
You wanted your cut.
You wanted your slice.

"You'll be happy pal, she's a hell of a bargain"
You don't love me at all,
Not by any sane margin.

Robbed of my dignity, confined to a cell.
Just so you'll make the sale,
and I'll rot in hell.

The moon says hello in the deep of the night.
It's there.
It's vibrant.
It's potent.
It's bright.

See him blast past the curtain of stars.
Past Venus,
Past Earth,
and out far
beyond Mars.

Wish him well, there he goes, fifty light years away.
Somewhere
out there,
is a place
he can stay.

These are the nights of our lives,
Where we laugh and we smile and thrive.
And in moments like this,
That we seal with a kiss,
I love the warm shine of your eyes.

These are the minutes without warning,
When the clock rolls past 2 in the morning.
The good music starts playing,
All the people are swaying.
And the party, it really gets roaring.

These are the best of the hours,
With their wild and mysterious powers.
It’s always so pretty,
To look out on the city,
From our perch at the top of the tower.

These are the greatest of nights,
When we’re lifted to dizzying heights.
It’s just you and me,
Unburdened and free,
As we’re bathed in the glow of the lights.

These are the best of our days,
We are joyful in so many ways.
Anything’s within reach,
As we sit by the beach.
And listen to the crash of the waves.

These are the things that remain,
When we unload the fear and the pain.
Forget what has been,
And if storm clouds roll in,
We’ll run out and dance in the rain.