This was my glass heart on a string.
These are your tags next to the mood ring.
When I used to hear your voice it would make me sing.
You were the only one who made me have hope in dreams.
This was my smile that you put there.
This is how i can't help but care.
I would sit on my porch,and down the street you would come.
And we would hang out,Oh what fun.
This was how,you played your blue guitar.
And drop it just to steal a kiss.
At that moment right there;it was the biggest bliss!
These are the pictures,that still make me cry.
The memories that still hurt.From the moment you left,
and our fingers let go...
Now my whole life is miserable and slow.
Sleepless nights,and countless screams.
When i do sleep it's you that i dream.
Not a day goes by,nor a night.
That i don't look at your picture,
and i don't feel afright.
I have to hold on,just in case tomorrow,
could be the day,that you come back.
And my broken heart,will be your welcome
back mat.
"This isn't goodbye,this is see you later"
Those lovely words from your mouth.
I believed everything you said.
Now to you it seems as if I'm dead.
These are the tears,that i keep hid.
This was my beautiful glass heart,
Now keep it safe.
I love you always and forever,
And in the night sky,
the stars form into your face.
