So much time has passed,
Since with you I was last,
How many times that i have wished,
This life didn't move so fast.
So you may forget,
And be much better,
But forever yet,
My heart remembers.
Your smile and lips,
Your tongue when we'd kiss,
Your blonde hair and brown eyes,
Just some of the things that i miss.
With your hand in mine,
I'd be doing just fine,
You'd "never let me push you away",
T'was but a lie.
For better or worse,
More words that shall linger,
Like me being your beloved,
Whilst never a ring on my finger.
Those three words were easy,
But where could my love be,
Unimaginally painful,
Those words by her,
Not unto me.
Then the two words we did speak of,
Words that we never spoke,
Two words that are full of love,
Words for which on I had my hopes,
These two i remember hearing,
Never being said yet with both of us to blame,
Still their abscence get my thoughts to wondering,
Of if my love was just a game.
What are these two words,
And why are they so cool,
Because before i closed my eyes and kissed you,
We said the words,
I do.
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