My Only Chance

Sitting in the front row,
I tremble and I grieve.
The fact that you're not with me,
I just cannot believe.

The piano keys are playing,
I try hard not to cry.
The worst day of my life
Was the day that you died.

I remember all the good times,
I remember all the bad,
The times that we were happy,
The times that we were sad.

With the memories replaying,
I wonder and I question
Why you had to go,
For you were my obsession.

I walk up to your coffin,
I reach to hold your hand.
I smile through my tears;
This surely wasn't planned.

I look at your pale face,
I take my one last peek,
I walk away from you,
The tears trickling down my cheek.

"I'm sorry," I whispered softly,
"But now it's time for me to go."
As I lift the gun to my head,
I pull the trigger and it blows.

For I only wanted to be with you.
You were my focus, my trance.
Killing myself was the only way
To be with you, my only chance.