He was in love in a time I was not,
he fell out slowly;
I fell in. Deeply and tragically.

Missing you
comes in waves.
I feel mellow,
I feel a rush; hitting me like a tsunami.
Nothing is ever consistent with you;
and won't be it seems
(just like the sea.)

I can taste *****,
and it sounds like you.

Your heart belongs to me,
I clench to it; in the palm of my pale cold, hands.
I feel myself holding onto something that is not mine,
and will never be. (I let go.)  
My mind floods with unanswered questions;
suffocating... I gasp; struggling to breathe.
Why must you cause me so much misery and pain? Yet I find myself doing the same.

You were a thorned rose; placed onto a rotting grave,
who made even death;
seem beautiful with *grace.

Do not trust me or my gorgeous eyes,
I will only ****** you and feed you my lies!
Do not wrap your heart in bows or kisses,
I will shatter your dreams and all of your dying wishes!
What a beautiful fool you've got to be...
There's no love or angel inside of me!
With tears you feared to be alone?!
Foolishly calling me your loves only home!!!
Your heart wrote lyrical lies!
Songs of how your hips felt under me and in between my thighs!
You wanted me now and then
and over and over again!
But baby making love to you,
I was already remembering when!!!
Behind my curves only an empty heart pounds.
Yet like poison you fell for my un emotional sounds!
I was born a leaver only meant to leave!
My dear, can't you see?
Heaven forgot to rain just for me!!!!

If I talk with the tongues of men and even of angels, but if I do not love people, then I am only like the sound of a big horn or a loud bell.

If I speak words from God, if I can understand all secrets, and know everything, if I can move mountains by believing, but if I do not love people, I am nothing, even though I can do all of these things.

If I give away all I have, and if I give my body to be burned, but if I do not love people, I get nothing out of it.

Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous. Love is not proud and does not boast.

Love does not do things that are not nice. Love does not just think of itself.

Love does not get angry. Love holds no wrong feelings in the heart.

Love is not glad when people do wrong things. But it is always glad when they do right.

Love forgives everything. Love is always trusting, and always hoping, and never gives up.

Love never ends. The gift of speaking words from God will end. The gift of speaking in different tongues or languages will stop. The gift of knowing many things will end.

Now we know only a little, and we can speak only a little of God's words.
But when everything becomes perfect, that part will come to an end.

When I was a child, I talked like a child. I understood like a child. I thought like a child. But when I became a man, I stopped doing things like a child.

Now it is like looking in a looking-glass which does not make things clear.

We cannot see and understand things plainly. But when things become perfect, then we shall fully know and understand everything, just as God knows.

These three things will remain for ever. They are faith, hope, and love. And love is the greatest of them.

She would judged me, by my footprints I left in the mud
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She would only look at me, through a pain of glass
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She would never touche me, she thinks i'm cold
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She would never listen to me, only to others
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She would only talk to me, with her tears
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She may have loved me, if she knew me
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She never knew, the hurt in me