The way you make me feel.
My voice on mute to your ears.
Stomach in knots and ill.
Apart from you one of my fears.
A constant reminder in my head.
Your what my day revolved around.
I believed every word you said.
A place in my heart you found.
But now I question my decision.
All this desire and trust.
To my heart I feel an incision.
A stop to what's happening it must.
Because for days we can fight.
But the on and on is getting old.
The love is blurry in sight.
It's hard to let go with my heart sold.
I can't sleep without your sweet dreams.
Listen to a song with no memory.
Or pick up our every day routines.
Your a shadow cast along my side.
Changing with the rise and fall of the sun.
Like I was carried to shore with the tide.
And you were out on the run.
I want the picture of my sandles.
And your converses to go back in frame.
I want to relight the candles.
Your still a part of me not a game.
I want us to take it apart and put it together.
Like the puzzle piece we almost lost.
For you and me this love forever.
A way for us without any cost.
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