That day when you fell into my arms so suddenly,
While running around the little old tree,
I saw my future in those big, beautiful eyes,
Telling me that I shall never speak your goodbyes.
We were never alone when we eat our favorite huckleberry pie,
When we pinch our noses just to drink the juice that smells like pine.
The little old tree stood just right there.
Witnessing the love other people couldn't bear.
Then came a time when the little old tree had shred its last breath,
And my heart felt an excruciating death.
The tree sacrificed its life for you.
Because I made your wish come true.
I still remember that night,
When the stars had shined so bright.
You asked me for something that made my heart cry.
You said, "Cut the tree. Cut the tree and entomb me there when I die."
And so I did.
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC
That day when you fell into my arms so suddenly,
While running around the little old tree,
I saw my future in those big, beautiful eyes,
Telling me that I shall never speak your goodbyes.
We were never alone when we eat our favorite huckleberry pie,
When we pinch our noses just to drink the juice that smells like pine.
The little old tree stood just right there.
Witnessing the love other people couldn't bear.
Then came a time when the little old tree had shred its last breath,
And my heart felt an excruciating death.
The tree sacrificed its life for you.
Because I made your wish come true.
I still remember that night,
When the stars had shined so bright.
You asked me for something that made my heart cry.
You said, "Cut the tree. Cut the tree and entomb me there when I die."
And so I did.
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