I, I dont know why i miss you so much, Yeah I, I dont know why I still feel your touch.
Yeah you, I guess you had another direction, And leaving me with nothing but a dead connection.
If you call me today, Ill say that Im fine. But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice, Its just a lie. You knew what you had, You still walked away leaving me in this mess. My love for you is deep and meaningless.
You, you knew what you were doing to me. And I, I guess I was too blind to see. Well you hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad. But I'd do it again to relive what we had,
Damn thats sad
There are many things left to remind me, Of a love that I just cant leave behind me.
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
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