Saturday, May 15, 2010

Looking at the past

Looking at the past

Straight into the face

Wishing it would take me back.

Back to that happier place.

The place that completed me

Set my heart free,

To land in the hands on thee.

It was the best time of my life,

The pain is so deep now,

It feels like I've been stabbed with a knife.

I put my heart on the line, for thee,

and he threw it back into my face.

I guess he found a better place,

Someone with a prettier face.

I fell for him, he fell for her,

At that very moment my heart hit the floor.

She got the keys to his heart,

All I got was a broken heart.

If only he knew how sad and blue,

I am because of him,

Would he try to be my friend?

Or would he leave my broken heart never to mend?

Or would he offend me,

By telling me he doesn't want to lose her

because of me.

Or will he lose her, because of me.

Or will he look into my tearful eyes,

And realize what he is losing,

And tell me how much he misses me,

And how he will never hurt me again,

That he loves me and we'll be together forever,

That I am his bestfriend.

Then finish it with a kiss,

At that very moment I'll wake up

And realize I am all alone,

And it was nothing but a dream.