Song for Bebe

Poor Bee, 

She was always in a reverie

But each time we spoke

It was poetry.

She told me that i was her prayer come true

And i said

"That's nothing compared to you"

For she was the closest thing to a dream

That' i'd ever seen.

But love is too much for such as we

And something not meant for one like me.

And though she was more me than i was myself

Her promise was made to somebody else.

So i had to watch

With every day

As she gave herself away. 

And now

Whenever i see her face

My heart breaks

In a different place

That girl was my life

My everything.

And now she's wearing someone elses ring. 

And all of the love that we once shareed

Just turns into air.