There are nights I wish you would tell the secrets of Heaven to me

Are God’s root-beer floats better than mine?

Do you come and go as you please?

Does He even listen to me?

 

There are days, I want you back no matter the cost

I wonder if you walk with Alighieri

His Hell is nothing to compare or boast

This bitter bread I chew, Paolo and Francesca kiss too busy to see

 

There are times, I look at the clouds and see them part

A shaft of sunlight warming me on a cold day

A violent death, where no one is to blame

I have to be honest, I don’t feel the same

 

If I could see you one time, but not in a dream

Would you sit and stay, share some mint chocolate chip ice cream?

Do you go for rides, listening to your favorite songs?

Sometimes, I feel my grief is selfish; among my wrongs

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