I'm not asking if you love me 'fraid the answer may not please left to dream my heart still open yet my mind shall never ease too much thinking makes me question could you only read my mind? for brutal truth would surely scar me I fear unhappiness to find so I float along in limbo that's what I get for loving you unsure of step, thought, or purpose come on sunshine, see me through til sleep can once again protect me from conscious misery of day where tenders flow our spirits dance painful reality, keep away must I forever heed the warning? is a sad heart not to heal? will I one day welcome morning? find your precious love to feel? it seems so useless to continue has my life just been a waste? today, I'm asking, do you love me? and pray, your kisses I might taste should you be cold on the shoulder with words, confirm my fears no escape for me into the night I'll only find more tears
Very nice and sadly what we must go through when we have our hearts broken.. The only cure is time.. time and more time.. You penned the misery quite nicely!
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rob
You got it Love hurts.