If I Must
If our story is over
Let me be the first to write the endnote
Let me be the first to close the cover
To burn the pages where I scribbled your name in my dreams
And if the pages are burning
Let me be the first to step into the flames
Let me be the one who breathes the fire
Not just the smoke it provides
And let me melt away
Like my heart the first time we kissed
And if you ever wish to kiss me
Don’t bother
That memory is still fresh on my lips
And just because I love the smell of almonds
Does not mean I will drink your cyanide tears, anymore.
And if my tears fall to earth
Let them water the trees
And speak to me as they have so many times before
Let them water the garden I helped you plant
Even though the life is all gone now
Even though the soil is buried beneath snow with all our best memories.
Let them melt the snow and grow new roots
Roots stronger than the ones we made together.
And if you ever care enough
To remember the roots we made
Let me be the first to remind you
How you ripped them out like weeds
How you tossed them to the wind like leaves
Let me be the first to catch the breeze
The winds that lead to a new season
Since a season is all I ever was to you
And if our season is over
Let me be the frost on your windows
Let me be the first to freeze the dew
To crystallize the tears I left behind
And make snow angels with all the plans you never meant to keep.
Let me walk on the icy road to my house
Where I finally threw out your toothbrush
And I will not fall
And if you slip on the ice
Do not be surprised if I do not follow
Let me be the first to show you how it feels to fall when no one is there to catch you
A lesson you taught me oh so well
And let me be the first to smile
When the sun returns in the spring
When new flowers push up through the earth and into the light
And if you see me smile
Let me smile
It is not because of you
And it hasn’t been for some time now
And it will never be again.
And if you ever regret
Letting me walk away
Letting me take my smile with me
Letting my heart find new soil to bloom
Let me be the first to thank you
For never loving me at all