Colorado

Honestly, hate it.

It’s a special occasion

and I couldn’t be there for you.

The more that I say it,

the less I explain it –

I couldn’t see it through.

Leaving Chicago,

I could’ve died there too.

My Colorado,

where did the line draw you?

I didn’t want it to.

A body of navy,

your odyssey’s waiting,

just don’t expect me to choose...

...cus if I’d waited

for a better occasion,

then I could’ve seen it too.

You were a star, but

out there the light fooled you,

I didn’t mind, but

it split like a tide, in two,

it might’ve been nice to

live in the sky with you,

but we are where we are, and

it feels like it’s all too soon.