the first to leave

i should open with a kiss

for if you're reading this

you must have opened up your case

and found this letter where i placed it

in between the silk and lace

there were other clues

like your walking shoes

but i still refused to believe

that you were meant to be the first to leave

everybody here sends you their love

how can i forget you still walk above

or

below

perhaps you'll never know this purgatory

we never could agree

there's a thought

there's a pause

no time to repent

eternally yours

in a permanent lent

but if i should give you up

if you're right and life just stops

and i never see your face again

then from unearthly pleasures

proud and plain

i shall abstain

until you realise

my loss is your surprise

unless you know otherwise

then don't grieve

you see i had to be the first to leave