I was lost before I found her,
she had filled my heart so full.
I needed her in my life,
to hold, to kiss, to love.
She is so important to me,
she was my everything,
so how do you deal with a tragedy,
two hearts dashed to the stones below,
all for some foolish game?
Oh, to win again,
to love again,
I want it,
I need it,
I deserve it,
I thought
I found it
in she.
Tell me why do I
have such a hard time
letting go,
of one that would
never hang on to me,
but in some fantasy dreams,
inside only my head and heart.
Conflict,
turmoil,
rivalry,
the honorable thing to do.
Just say that you once knew me,
this we that can never be.
All we have to do is look,
and it's so plain to see.
And that is why I looked away,
because I did not want to see.
It always was my dream,
that we would one day see,
a way, a path from me to you,
to somewhere in the middle meet,
The right thing………
I want to do the right thing,
and would have already
done such thing,
if only I knew
what those right things were.
This is no game for me,
and your emotions
aren't my toy.
Heaven and hell
prolonged agony,
love filled bliss,
then the absents of this,
hours,
days,
weeks,
months,
of anticipation,
and in the end
the dreams go unfulfilled.
Optimism,
dreams,
reality,
the truth of the matter.
Discipline,
matters of the heart,
questions not asked,
for the answers,
I did not want revealed.
I can feel
what she is not feeling,
it's just so plain to see.
What my love meant to her,
is not what it use to be.
She had touched my heart
in so many special ways,
like the feathers
on wings of angels above,
and at the same time,
with a burning iron so hot,
she branded it with pain.
In masquerade,
with this façade,
our love hides
behind it's mask,
to watch us walk away.
