she has a face
that isn't mine
a name
that could have been
all mine

she has him
someone I had once
and as they kiss
I see the clouds

the dark clouds
that have been forming
for weeks

I never cry at weddings...
I find myself in tears,
as the new couple passes me...
he looks at me, but doesn't say a word...

as they walk by, I hear a faint whisper,
"...I'm sorry..."
the clouds turn black,
my eyes open,
and I find myself
all alone in my room...

whew, only a dream...
a nightmare that's coming true...