Seconds

 If I had one minute left before I took my last breath

I'd take one second to kiss your lips

Two seconds trying not to flip

Three seconds to gaze in your eye's 

Four seconds asking the Lord why

Five seconds trying to figure this thing called life out

I'd spend six seconds to squeeze in a laugh 

Seven seconds trying to convince myself the afterlife can't be that bad

Eight of those seconds I'd squeeze in a treat something nice quick and delicious to me 

Nine of those seconds sitting in silence trying not to cry                       

I'd spend the last ten seconds trying not to swear as we draw each other close knowing the end is near

Out of all those sixty seconds, there is one thing I'd never take a second to do

 And that's use any one of those seconds saying goodbye to you.