Waiting for something,
That will never approach,
Is like waiting for my heart to heal.
It will never happen.
Once again my heart is broken,
Yet it was never whole in the first place.
So if love is so cruel,
So deadly,
So horrifying,
Why do we fall in love every time?
Every time I see you,
Hug you,
Kiss you?
Why do I have to bear the burden,
Of never being loved.
Of never being able to feel happiness,
And joy?
Life moves on without me,
As I still wait for you,
And wait for your kiss me.
But waiting for you,
Is like waiting for death to approach me,
It wont happen till Im finally happy.
I stare at your grave,
Wondering,
Did you ever love me?
Did you have to die,
Leave me here,
Heartbroken,
And to feel this pain?
Do I deserve what I get?
Or does torture cling to me,
Like I wish I could cling to you.
Just to hear your voice one more time,
Would be enough for me to die happily,
Peacefully,
And with a smile on my face.
Yet I am waiting for a ghost to appear.
To appear from the depths of hell.
Something like that wont happen,
Unless I join you down in those fiery pits.
And for that to happen,
I would have to lie, `
Steal,
And turn my heart into a black hole.
I would have to kill,
Murder,
And do things not meant for me to do.
To join you I would have to do things,
That I never would normally do.
But for you,
I would do anything,
Everything,
And more.
I would die for you,
But its too late now.
Youre already dead.
