No Matter

I thought I owned the world
That it all belonged to me.
Back when I held her
I owned all my eyes could see.

I was the master of my fate
The universe was in my hand
Because she was mine
I stood on solid land.

But there are thousands of poems
About care-free yesterdays
And millions of songs
In love’s hallowed praise.

But here’s one in testament
To love’s bitter taste
When two lovers part
And their lives are left in waste.

On second thought, forget it.
Let’s pretend I didn’t say a thing.
If we can, perhaps I’ll avoid
This miserable, fiery sting.

Instead, let’s think of butterflies
And rainbows in the sky.
If we can, maybe then
It will seem I don’t want to die.

But, damn, didn’t I love her!
I did everything I knew.
But sometimes, love isn’t enough
No matter what you do.