I believe at the end of my life,

the credits will read tragedy,

that with the last blink of my eye your face will cross my mind,

and I'll go back to that day.

in the dead of winter,

when I was warm,

because I had your arms,

but for that moment they were mine,

that night all you wanted was me..

and my last breath will be taken away at the realization

that all I've ever wanted was you...