Oh, Vignettes

Oh, vignettes are all I need
Five words could say more than five years
It's such a funny thing
How short it is in the theme of things
Assuming there's a scheme

Oh, vignettes are all I need
Who wants ham-fisted melodrama anyway
Life's too dumb to fret about at such great lengths
So I think that I'll be shutting up early

Here's a list of all the things I'll miss on the day I die:
Laughing when you mean it
Smiling though you're not sure why
Your stomach dropping when you're in love, and
Belting something you believe in
Music, love, and friends
I hope they're with me 'till the end