ONLY YESTERDAY IS GONE
I can’t make up for yesterday,
For all the things I didn’t say,
For choosing to chase love away.
Our yesterdays are gone.
Tomorrow is not mine to give.
Mysterious and secretive,
It doesn’t guarantee we’ll live.
But still we muddle on.
Breath by breath, we’ve only now
To give, to take, refuse, allow—
To reach across the pain somehow
And seek another dawn.
I’m sorry I’m not more for you,
That everything I say and do,
Misunderstand or misconstrue,
Suggests that I’ve withdrawn.
Only yesterday is gone.