Wednesday, April 29, 2009

When I saw you

I was afraid to talk to you

When I talked to you

I was afraid to hold you

When I hold you

I was afraid to love you

Now that I love you

I’m afraid to lose you

Sometimes love hurts

But if it doesn’t hurt

Then it isn’t love

Hold on to the person you love

Before they slip away

Or else you can never get them back

And I died when you left me for that bitch

But I lived for the two months you loved me

Until there was you

I cried myself to sleep

While I had you

I fall asleep with a gentle smile on my face

Before I lost you

I worried myself to sleep

Because I was afraid you would never be mine again

Now that I know you are gone

I sit up at night, waiting for you to come back.

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