This is what my love creates?
My heart sings a song and it waits.
Left shaken in a memory never felt
My mind regresses; and my soul transgresses.
As you lie there, thousands of miles away;
your thoughts filled with fear and doubts,
my soul travels to you;
you may not feel it, but there it exist.
Trying to shield you, in vain.
And as it travels back in shame;
it brings the pain;
oh, the ever too familiar pain;
will it ever leave me?
Will I ever be enough.
Perfection is imperfection;
the saying is old;
but ever so true.
You said I was perfect;
but obviously I was flawed.
Right from the start;
living in the dark.
As I lie here in this cold dead room;
I am reminded of the reasons that never came.
And the familiar pain that follows the hate.
Why must dreams shatter?
And the pieces scatter
hiding well within the sand;
and never will fit in my hand
again; left shaken in a memory never felt.
our lips never touched;
but my heart was always there.
And I will always love you; I swear.
And although my words can't travel thousand of miles;
and although my mind can't be there with you;
my soul will always be there;
left in your arms to tear apart
even more than ever before.
And even without a soul; my mind holds on,
to this bittersweet feeling;
that is now all gone
Nothing but memories;
love never felt.
You say it was lie;
but I believed every word;
and I fell in love with your soul.
Always; and forever
Holding on to the figment of the past;
wishing for one more chance.
But I know it will never come so;
you made your mind;
and I bless your soul.
For making me feel alive;
for those two months;
even though I now feel gone.