Yesterday I was dealing with the anniversary of a death.
I was determined to do it alone.
But then again, there are these things we call friends.
Reminds me I am blessed.

Go Away

I had to pick tonight
Though really I had no choice
So I locked the door to have a good cry
And then I heard your voice

Open the door, let me in
Go away, I’m not in the mood
I have my key, don't make me use it
Just let me sit and brood

But I unlocked the door and let him in
I knew he would just use his key
With tears running down my face
In a second he was holding me

I went by the cemetery
I saw your flowers there
I had to come right over
This is too much for you to bear

I’m fine, I’m just having a cry
I don’t want to upset you
It’s not like I haven’t seen you cry
Though it always breaks my heart in two

He poured me a shot, and then another
So many years we have shared
Like so many times before
My heart knows he cares

He knows my soul far better than most
I cry a while and tell him my fears
He never even utters a word
Just holds my hand and wipes my tears

And when the liquor finally hits
I shake my head and apologize
We all have bad days
I’ll take your tears over lies

We talk about our old times
And how much we both still hurt
Finally he stands and says with a sigh
I’ve got to get back to work

Realization hits me
He has 15-minute breaks
An hour later, a hug goodbye
All because of my heartache

I hope you’re not in too much trouble
This is what family emergencies are for
A hug and a kiss and he’s on his way
And behind him he locks the door