There is a man in my life says he knows who I am even knows my name calls me by it everyday how strange I don’t know his name although I might have maybe even would have probably could have if………
let me hear you laugh let me hear you cry let me watch you die into another evening without try let me cry without voice with no invoice in the post let me try.
I will leave your love here in the graveyard of regret because I cannot take it with me the burden the memory the joy the pain the love the almost the lovely too heavy for my already heartbroken weakened heart.
word on the street is you’ve been looking for my heart truth be told it’s not that hard to find in fact I wear it on my sleeve most Monday afternoons Tuesday evenings yes, those too.