I still love you
after all these days
but i will never forget
you hurt me in so many ways
its as if you pierced my heart
and took my crimson rose
and shared all of my secrets
that nobody else knows
as if you've read my poems
for an english class
i imagine that you feel
that my pain is all a farce
i feel your touch
ripping open my every scar
and your scorn
when i watch you from afar
you told me you still love me
but how can that be true
because every time i begin to believe
i remember what you do
the one mistake you made
was to be your final chance
one fault of your love
erased each kiss, embrace, dance
because if you loved me
would i feel this way
that i am going to feel so empty
until my dying day
my name and yours
surrounded by a heart
if only time would tick again
we could go back to the start
