You had me at the palm of your hand,
yet didn't want to see;
You could have had my love so true,
if you had gave it up for me.
Your pride is what then broke my heart,
and yet I can't explain.
The love I felt for you my dear,
for all I heard was your complain.
I sure did not seem good enough,
that's what your actions told.
Why did you have to hurt me then;
Are you really just this cold?
How do you expect me to give my all,
when nothing proved a bit of your love?
Do i just risk my life and more,
to end up just like the above?
I risked so much and still I hurt,
but one thing I can promise you.
I'm leaving this love fully assured,
I did the best that I can do.
Fear might keep you from being hurt;
But in the end does that really matter?
The feeling of knowing you gave your all,
makes life's experiences so much better.
