The hours split,
And the love is cruel.
I hear your voice across the sand.
My own, a distance further then miles could go.
I wish you'd hear my sweet whisper.
I feel your hands on my skin,
They touch me and hold me.
Like nothing before.
The tears wash you over,
just like the sea.
I cry for you tonight.
A year, a month, a day.
In time, I know that it's been long.
But the pain is what goes on.
For pain causes wounds and they cause scars.
And you just can't get rid of them.
So the hurt will stain, upon my heart forever more.
Trapping me, weighting down upon my heart.
With many sinking ships, I will fall down too.
Love is something I'd rather avoid.
For a very, very long time.
We touch and we kiss.
I want you to be my forever,
My love.
I'd sacrifice.
And at times, I wish it could be true.
I would of commit to you, no matter what.
But I know, that you were playing with fantasy & truth.
Sorry to say but I no longer love you.
I loved you; when you were that girl.
That girl, who no longer exists no more.
