He always said he'd kiss death before me,
He said that he could almost hear it calling and he wanted to answer.
My heart stopped beating and I sweat like a pig.
He said that he was tired of all the pain,
I held his hand tightly, I don't want him to leave yet,
Does this make me selfish ?
When we met he asked my name,
I told him it was Cece , he laughed.
He said I don't look like a Cecilia,
That Cecilias are saints and I am a very bad , bad Cecilia.
I refuse to let him go,
Maybe there's some truth in what he said ,
Am a very bad, bad person.
I watched his steps flatter and he let me lean him on my shoulder.
I saw his hands shake and I fed him with mine,
I looked into his eyes when he would try to remember what he wanted to tell me,
Only for my man to remember he wanted to say a simple I love you,
So I told him I loved him a thousand times that day.
My voice hoarse as if I had cried for a million years.
Maybe a thousand times would make me cheat death,
Did I though?
I broke down so many times in the bathroom .
And he caught me once,
I could not look at him
I'd break,
His silence smelled defeat ,
His gait radiated exhaustion,
I am loosing it,
I am loosing him.
They lied, because if I let him go,
I know he's not coming back.
Someone tell me how do I cheat death
For she is knocking at my door,
And I am scared of closing my eyes tonight.
If I loose my man ,
I loose me.