I start my day with a smile,
That I paint with your perfume.
I see a wife, I see a dress,
But I am not the groom.

I live everyday remembering yesterday,
And the tears wash my tedious smile away.

I make memories of remembering memories of you.
I daydream of what can be, and what we would do.

My mouth lusts for the taste of the gun,
Your words as warm and doomed as the sun.
I cringe from the pain of a heart that beats for one,
But was always destined for two.

I was only given eyes to see where we have been.
I was only given hands to touch your pretty skin.
I was only given thoughts to punish my sin.
And I was only given a voice to admit,
you win.