Jordan

Until the bitter end of me, Nine times under her rolling greens, Found me bathing in the need, Of a mistake, broken, tragic, falling dream. Jordan I am, On my knees and wishing I had something good to say, Remember those nights when I damned my soul into the empty hole you've seen, And if I'm forgiven I'll never let my accursed heart ever forget it, Dear Jordan, I am... I'm not so conceited to believe I could be the skeleton in your closet, But you could sell off my bones just like you wanted, And even when it didn't seem like it, Loving you was the most honest thing I did...