Glancing through a random book I took from the shelf
I came across a little note you wrote
You wished B a long long life of happiness and health
And hoped she'd enjoy the gift you bought
Little bits roaming around little bits little bits
Appearing disappearing whenever they think it fits
Little bits popping in and out day and night uninvited
Little bits all around me no matter what I've decided
I'm old enough to know not to rely on my memory
Because everything too painful to remember I forgot
Pity me if you want to if you wish to you can envy me
The fact remains I rule at letting ripe reflections rot
Little bits floating around little bits little bits
Appearing disappearing whenever they think it fits
Little bits popping in and out day and night uninvited
Little bits all around me no matter what I've decided
And in time the little bits will shrink even more
The photos will get moldy and the notes will be torn
And in time - I'll be old and forgetful
And the little bits will go back wherever the f** that they came from
And in time I'll be gone and buried myself
Become a bunch of little bits tormenting someone else
And in time I'll get used to this sorrow and fear
And tomorrow it is going to be exactly one year, dear