I don't want to see,
With a glint your eyes,
You running to another.
It would break me in two.
But if it will make you happy,
But if you can't glow,
Without her there,
I'll be happy to let you go.
But I don't want to let go.
I don't want to see you running,
To see you happy,
With another.
It would break me in two.
I want your happiness.
I need your warmth,
And smiling glances right away.
To have you leave,
Walk away from me knowingly,
Is too painful to watch.
It hurts to think,
It hurts to breathe,
It burns to open my eyes and speak.
To imagine you running to her,
A smile on your face,
It's breaks me in two:
One for me,
One for the ghost of you.
 Ukeire · Wed Mar 18, 2009 @ 01:53am · 2 Comments |
