Love Is The Slowest Form of Suicide

by Kylie   Mar 11, 2007


They say love is the slowest form of suicide
So I tried not to get lost in those bright blue eyes
But still I fell deeper with each passing day
Telling myself it will all be OK

Somehow I love you, but don't know why
I want you to be there to hold me when i cry
But I wasn't giving you what you wanted, or satisfying your needs
So I sit here crying, without you to hold me as my heart continually bleeds

Last night i managed to cry myself to sleep
Hoping to see you once again in my dreams
I go to that place deep inside my heart
Somehow I knew this would all fall apart

While you hold me and love me in my dreams
I'm so deeply in love, happy and free
But soon I wake up and begin to cry
As I realize you're not by my side

They say love is the slowest form of suicide
And I fell for those bright blue eyes
And I fell deeper with each passing day
Lying to myself, thinking it would all be OK

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