The thoughts of you still haunt,
And the memories will always taunt,
I wish I had you here with me,
But maybe it's just not meant to be.
I can see your silhouette,
But your touch is something I can't get,
I want to be held in your arms,
They are my forcefield from all harm.
I can hear your sweet sound,
And your soft breath is all around,
My heart drowns into a puddle on the floor,
As I can hear your footsteps heading toward the door.
I hear the door slam shut,
I grab my knife and start to cut,
You should know you are the cause,
Of why my life came to a complete pause.
The thought of you with another girl,
Makes my heart start to swirl,
As I grab and aim my gun,
No longer is there a place to run.
