If this is to depressing for you, move along, mve along, just like the song says!
No point in re-hashing whats new. SSDD.
Saw the man last night. Had coffee. Got the truth. It sucked and hurt. But truth is better than fiction, as they say.
The breaking of my infinate heart has ceased to bleed.
Now it just trembles, from the fading memories of your touch, and those gentle needs that only my lust feeds.
My soul cries, angry and despaired, lifetimes of waiting
for you. Watching for a sign of love, from anywhere.
Seeking dreams, just to be with you, I feel the gentle rain
of my tears beating down the truth. Then, to feel, the heat of
your breath upon my neck, only to wake, and know you no longer hold me...desire me, for now you lie in the arms of another.
I tell myself now that you were just part of a fading dream, a dream from the burning desire in my soul...a shadow, a figment of my imagination. Hope shines its eternal bliss, but you are my angel, from heaven, of this, the most, I will surely miss. Your sweet scent of ambrosia, lavender, and rose, I can still smell, lingering in my bedroom air, secretly securing me in this emotional hell.
Why does every thought and whisper of you make me cry...make me feel like I want to die. I wish I could tell you goodbye.
2006 hotpinkauras
No point in re-hashing whats new. SSDD.
Saw the man last night. Had coffee. Got the truth. It sucked and hurt. But truth is better than fiction, as they say.
The breaking of my infinate heart has ceased to bleed.
Now it just trembles, from the fading memories of your touch, and those gentle needs that only my lust feeds.
My soul cries, angry and despaired, lifetimes of waiting
for you. Watching for a sign of love, from anywhere.
Seeking dreams, just to be with you, I feel the gentle rain
of my tears beating down the truth. Then, to feel, the heat of
your breath upon my neck, only to wake, and know you no longer hold me...desire me, for now you lie in the arms of another.
I tell myself now that you were just part of a fading dream, a dream from the burning desire in my soul...a shadow, a figment of my imagination. Hope shines its eternal bliss, but you are my angel, from heaven, of this, the most, I will surely miss. Your sweet scent of ambrosia, lavender, and rose, I can still smell, lingering in my bedroom air, secretly securing me in this emotional hell.
Why does every thought and whisper of you make me cry...make me feel like I want to die. I wish I could tell you goodbye.
2006 hotpinkauras
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Love you.