And once upon a time when I used to lie in his bed as we drifted to sleep
Rummaging through my mind the things he had said
The words I’d let go and the ones I would keep
I‘d imagine how beautiful this moment would appear
How sweet and how dear, how vivid and how clear
Among the ones that had not yet occurred, the dreams not yet interred
and I would have to remind myself
To stop dreaming what the moment could be and just live it
Give it room to breathe
Embrace that small sliver of my time here the way he embraced me throughout the night
And I smiled when he found my hand in the dark and held on so tight

Before I knew it all those possibilities were gone
and I had to cut my losses and run
Go back to that lonely world I had resided in,
the world I had made my home

And when I was asked why did I fall for such a capricious boy
Why did I ever let him anywhere near my tender heart
When I knew all he’d do was take it apart
Because the risk of getting hurt was better than being alone
I thought I’d take a chance and see where the wind would take us
Because I realized something in his eyes reminded me of home
Something in his eyes reminded me of home

And here I have found myself again
The way I was way back when
When the whole concept of love seemed so distant
And then I had my chance and lost it in an instant
The shame doesn’t lie in the things I miss
The laughter, the eyes or the kiss
I would have rather been loved and then broken
Than to have never loved at all
And now not since then have we even spoken
Not a single word or a call

And I know that it’s time for me to cut my losses and run
Go back to that lonely world and try to be comfortable alone

I thought after so long I’d try to love again
But the cards were not meant to be played
So I had to fold and let him win the game
But it’s a shame, yeah it’s a shame
Because there was a time when I was what he wanted
But I could not let myself give in
And so I should not be surprised that this is the lonely world I live in.

tragedy is the makeup she wears,
tears of pain wash away her hopeless dreams,
the scars on her skin show the unforgotten past,
the black hole from which all happiness in her life is drained,
she holds her hand out,
endlessly,
hopelessly,
wishing for someone to grab it,
to take her away,
wishing for someone to smother her fire,
yet her candle still burns,

as i look in her eyes,
i see not the sorrow,
not the tortured and beaten soul that she sees,
i see life,
reality and compassion,
the raw truth,
that is unseen by most that look at her,
i see the most ravishing and divine creature to ever exist on this meager planet,
my love for her is not from lust or selfish needs,
its from the soul,
and that love will never stop burning,
one day i will take her hand,
and make her mine,
make up for all the other men that have failed her before me,
but until then,
i wait from a distance,
cold and alone,
with my hand out,
endlessly,
hopelessly,