He asked if i loved him. I told him no
He said he loved me but he had to go.
I didn't want to seem desperate so i acted like it wasn't a big deal.
Even though we might still be friends, my heart will never heal.
If he asks me ever again if I love him, I will refuse to lie.
I will have to turn my back so he won't see me cry.
I will nod my head slowly to admit that I love him and he makes me smile.
Maybe then he will understand and hold me for a while.
I would lay my head on his shoulder, his comforting arms embrace me.
I no longer am crying because he will protect me safely.
His arms will start to drop, he slowly loosens his grip.
He looks so deeply into my eyes, gentle words escaping his lips.
He whispers that he loves me, he always has, he always will,
He slowly fades away from me, his dreams he will fullfill.
One last tear slides down my cheeks, he has left so soon
But I try to smile a lil, for we will both be under the moon.
Even though physically he may not be here, he is in my mind.
Everyday I tell myself he'll come back, just give him time.
One day while I'm not expecting, he will show up at my door
He holds his arms open for me while his stuff hits the floor
Once again familiar comforting arms that hold me so close and tight.
Somehow time stops and we stay in eachothers arms all night.
He promises me he will never leave, that he is here to stay.
I told him that he didn't have to if he wanted to go away.
He agreed to this and once more told me he loves me forever.
I watch him walk out of the door, maybe we weren't meant to be together.
I hope one day he will come back and togethere we will be, hopefully soon.
Until then I have to remember we're both under the moon.
Once again he has come back and now we're together again.
We are together as I speak and i know for a fact that we can.
We can get through this and overcome but now I found out he lied.
He lied about loving me, about being faithful, he put our love aside.
He told me it wasn't working out, but he can't deal with relationships.
I once again start to cry, I am being punished for it.
How fair is that to me, why did he lie.
What does it matter anymore, he turns and walks away as I'm left here to cry.
The moon no longer exists; but you act like I care.