November

Typically the months lay change
To the raise of your glass

I've come to look down on forever
For every reason that was ever contrived
Forever used to mean the two of us within our bed
Your side left vacant since the day that you died

And it hurts to be alone when growing older
And seventeen feels like a lie
In terms of hurt it feels like I've aged to 95
And it hurts even more to know you're alive

But now you're not with me and nor will forever ever be on our side
When you're so out of range
You're love for me was just a prospect of change

Prosperous would simply be preposterous
Never was relief free of charge
And how am I not supposed to die when you kiss
Knowing that it`s where I shoulda been

All I ever wanted was an answer something easier bought by richest of richest, like a post card
Put your love into words

I can't say that I don't want to tell you that I still love you
What's done is done, leave the rest for the birds
If you can read my thoughts than tell me what I'm thinking
I think you're scared that the words would be you still love me too

Leave me in November
Novembers where I'll stay
Suddenly I have found my love again
In November I will race the wind