If I could find the words

I would put them down on paper

Yes, and there they would stay

Perhaps until the end of time

 

Someday

Maybe in a thousand years

If the earth hasn’t turned to ash

And my words on paper

Have survived

You will read them 

 

And on that day

You will realise

Just what you mean

To me

Finally, you will understand

 

And you will fall down

On your knees

And pray

 

You will pray

For a return

To that day

 

That day

When you were paying

No attention

That day

When you thought 

You had nothing else

To learn

 

You will read

Every line

And you shall lament

You shall wish

You had been listening

To what I had been saying

 

Please, my love

Don’t cry

For I am here

I am sitting by your side 

My words are indelible

They come from the heart

And they will

Stand the test of time.  

C.K. 23.