(previously posted elsewhere)
It’s too bad. There aren’t enough days. Not enough good ones. Not enough bad.
Too many bills. Too many bosses. Too many lies. Too many bad jokes. Too few really good laughs.
Not enough women. And too many yet. Not enough sunsets. Never enough sunrises.
Too few friends. Too few yesterdays. Never enough tomorrows. Never enough.
Only one first kiss. Only one dream. Many ways in. Only one way out. Only one last kiss. Only one last love.
Maybe this is it. May Heaven take me. Or hell not accept me. Until then I’ll drink to forget that I never asked for any of it.