I can't understand the way you are and why you make me cry but here's what I do know you always have a special Knack for making me cry.
Deep inside and so alone you swore we could fly, but little did I know every time we were together you just wanted to die.
Its my fault though for giving faith into every lie. I loved you so much and what it was worth I hid away and let it hurt.
You were a curse, and what made it worse was that you lingered even after you left. Your voice swimming around my head I just wished I could be deaf.
What we had seemed so real, I couldn't believe someone as cold as you could even feel. Its over now and I'm not to sure I'm able to heal.
It gets better everyday but sometimes I still see your face, and theres nothing to do except regret everything.
One day you will leave me alone. Until then your arms and everything about you will still be home.
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