I miss you like you wouldnt believe, its killing me not so softly.
I'm trampled under heavy foot, my hearts been on fire,
now a mound of soot.
I hope and pray and wish so much, that I could even have a look, a touch, a taste.
I know things could be different, for instance, we could be smiles and fun!...
if I hadn't jumped the gun
and had you wishing it wouldn't go on.
I'm stunned.
at how foolish I can act,
at how frustration says words I cannot take back.
You're not mine.. I know that,
but love is there
and that's a fact.
Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 5:14 PM UTC
I miss you like you wouldnt believe, its killing me not so softly.
I'm trampled under heavy foot, my hearts been on fire,
now a mound of soot.
I hope and pray and wish so much, that I could even have a look, a touch, a taste.
I know things could be different, for instance, we could be smiles and fun!...
if I hadn't jumped the gun
and had you wishing it wouldn't go on.
I'm stunned.
at how foolish I can act,
at how frustration says words I cannot take back.
You're not mine.. I know that,
but love is there
and that's a fact.
