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Worlds apart but still I feel close. With your picture held in my palm. Worlds apart but I will wait. To return to the safety of your arms. Worlds apart but I know my heart.
Does it hurt, To leave my side, To leave the thrilling ride. Does it hurt, To say goodbye, To watch me leave and sigh. Does it hurt, To break the kiss, To see what you'll miss.
this happens all the time she runs through the night haphazardly no one knows how to make her feel vibrant waiting for a sign of radiance, distance impatiently my feelings for you are forward you...
The end of me, the end of you. Ill probably just hand you, a menu.
I wanted every day to be special with you,. So I gave you my heart and trust too,. But this one broken promise,. Made me think you weren't truly honest,. You played with my heart,.
If you could see me now. I hope that you would both be proud. Of the person i've become. As you look down from your cloud. I hope i've lived up to your hopes. And havent made real your fears.
Well my wonderful mum has got a tumour. Forgive me if I lose my sense of humour. The fear of this has shocked us to the core. All of this worry is such a sodding bore.
I never wanted better; I wanted you. What is it you don't understand. You keep saying,"good things end so we can find something better." What if that's not what I want.
Is it just this pain I'm feeling, That's really digging deep. With no matter of the silence, From the tears that I weep.
- accidentally deleted it. - When you say 'I need you', Tell me, do you lie. When I shout and leave you, Tell me, do you cry. When we argue harshly, Tell me are you sad.
You might presume that I fall too fast That things are never meant to last But my faith in the human race Has recently been replaced, now there's a smile across my face.
Letters left unopened, Rocks that are left unturned, In life there's times to leave things be, In life, there are lessons we must learn.
#nightdwellers. "Friends?" she smiles. Biting her lip and twirling her hair,. I stand victim of trials,. Object for eyes to lock and stare,. My gift to you lies at my feet,. My heart lays shattered,.
Sorry isn't the hardest thing to say. It's the hardest thing to truly mean. Over used every single day. A word said, an action rarely seen. It's hard to believe the emptiness you set free.
Ok, so I tried: It didn't work. I cried, And boy did it hurt. Gave my heart, You didn't see. Or maybe you did. But it couldn't be. I do wonder, Could it last. Our little story, Hardly too fast.
Your always there lurking, a shadow to my thoughts, Instead of inspiration, it's memories of you that are brought.
The words they get stuck in my throat, My heart's lodged with a shard. I never knew I'd struggle so much, That this would be so hard.
I wish I could take it back, The words dripped from my tongue, Those putrid things I threw at you, With spite and hurt I slung.
You whisper to me in the morning. You hold me close. I feel your warm heart beat. But you are but just a ghost. A figment of my imagination. A dream yet unfulfilled. The need of your warm embrace.
Here I am, once again, Just like all those times before, Wondering how I got here, Holding onto you once more.
It's funny how we all can say: 'Everything is A. ok.' When really there's a broken heart, Once so whole, now torn apart. We try push our worries away, When really they just want to stay.
I'm young, And Stressed. Time to get, This off my chest. My love, For you. Now knowing, it's true. I try, To hide. Yet all I've done, Is lied. No one, Knows why. Neither Do I. I quite, Know now.
I want to close my eyes And fall into the Never-ending slumber Of dreams against reality. Listen to my heart beating And nothing else Would possibly matter.
Wishing we could stroll hand in hand. Leaving footprints in the sand. Discovering all we have to give. A bright future we could live. Wishing on dream. Things aren't always what they seem.