Last Cigarette

The dawn breaks with silent sighs,

Another day, another goodbye.

The wheels keep turning, life rolls on,

But the shadows of yesterday linger long.

I was up before dawn, out the door while they stayed,

Wrapped in sheets, chasing dreams I couldn't afford to trade.

You said I was the best, but best wasn't good enough,

When time and distance pulled the strings on what we called love.

Skating wheels on concrete roads, rain tapping on the roof,

All those promises turned to whispers, barely the truth!