Too strong to cry, Too weak to let go.
I can't fight it anymore, I see him and I melt.
My heart races with every word he says, I can't help but smile when he says my name.
I know it's over, I know I'll never be his again.
But when I look in his eyes I let go of the reality.
The longing for his touch, the wishing to feel his lips on mine.
Desires to never be fulfilled, Passion forced to be held in.
Wishful thinking that hurts so much.
I know I should let go, I know moving on would be wise.
I know all those "I Love You"'s were just a lie.
But still I hold on to this false hope..
