The daily routine of the endless sighs,
The thoughts that go pounding through my mind,
Questions unanswered,
Questions linger.
A love like cancer.
I'm tired..
a laugh doesn't prove that I'm content,
a smile doesn't prove that I'm OK.
I'm tired,
of having to walk past you everyday,
to look at you and pretend I'm still not in love.
a moment shared,
the sadness still bouncing between us..
things ended so harsh..
theres still that ever trying spark.
a frozen 10seconds,
i look at you,
my heart of a pendant
try to smile but i don't know what to do..
my heart drops at the sight of your face.
4 months later, still no body able to take your place.
my heart drops at the sound of your voice.
you have a new girl...
i don't have a choice...
I'm tired of having to be someones adviser,
or friend to lean on,
it wears me out,
the bags under my eyes,
the continuous sleepless nights,
the angst of me building so high up,
a wounded heart, a crack, a cut.
the flooding memories, of when things were good,
the flooding moments, or when you and i stood.
The night you kissed me and held my hand,
the weekends we spent together as you as my man.
when i cried, and you held me close,
but can i tell you what hurt the most?
we broke up, i wanted you back,
into my heart, was a sharp jagged stab,
but it was when i saw you with that girl..
my soul eroded, destroyed my whole world,
it was the way you held her in your arms so tight,
the way you never held me, but to wards the end, all we did was fight.
i miss you .. not enough to ask for you back,
just enough to want to kiss you, and remove the pain,
just enough to be able to hold you again.
