It's Too Late For Happy

I saw you in a magazine

My heart just missed a beat

I thought you'd gone for evermore

My sadness was complete

So then I read the article

It told me about you.

They said that you were with a girl

Too awesome to be true?

But photos showed you chic and bright

Your clothes were new and smart

Your girl was cute and looked like fun

She'd clearly won your heart

You must be thrilled and so relieved

They said to me that day

But it's too late for happy now

You've really gone away.

Your Funeral

Today I should have gone

But instead I went shopping.

As I tried on a sweater in Mango

I thought of our trips to Africa, France, Scotland.

I remembered us young and full of energy.

I wanted to go today.

But it was too sad.

Today I should have gone

But instead I went to Starbucks.

As I drank my Filter Coffee Tall

I thought of our fights, in cafés, caravans, living rooms.

I thought of us young with all our lives to live.

I wanted to go today.

But it was too sad.

Today I should have gone

But instead I went to the city.

They sent me a photo of you and your urn.

"Don't cry because it's over,

Smile because it was so lovely," says your urn.

I wanted to go today.

But there are tears in my coffee cup.