In the Event You Still Love Me

Heavy skies breathe laboured and weeze wearily,

Moving heavens bowels to accompany my suff'ring.

In the event that I am not around and you still love me,

Know these three silly things:

- I loved you first

-You are not my first lover but the first one I loved

-You are not my last lover but the last one I will love

Selah.

Reviews

[Emily B]

This is beautiful. I'm glad I came to it today.