My lifetime
Is filled
With goodbyes
Can’t you
Just you
Be hello
That one
Sweet thing
I hear
Those open
Arms and
Hugs can’t
We just
Be Hello
My lifetime
Is filled
With goodbyes
Can’t you
Just you
Be hello
That one
Sweet thing
I hear
Those open
Arms and
Hugs can’t
We just
Be Hello
This my
Love is
To you
You that
Sleepy coddled
Guy in
A comforter
That man
That makes
Me laugh
And understands
A sigh
A hope
A beer
You know
Me accepts
Me knows
My past
And my
Future it’s
Always been
You you
Just you
When I
Look inside
My pack
Of cigs
I see
You that
One staring
Up at
Me that
One different
From the
Others and
I know
That to
Smoke you
Is true
It’s you
Just you
And not
The other
Just you
That makes
Me sing
It’s you
That makes
Me think
It’s just
You that
Makes me
Feel it’s
Just you
And so
This storm
Passed this
Thing or
Blip or
Thought this
Day or
Week or
Hour this
Thing just
A thing
And really
Who cares
About a
Thing really
Let’s care
About other
Things real
Things things
That matter