I'll soon be gone,
Away from the fire that heated my heart,
And the one I loved from the start,
It's hard,
To put you in the back of my mind,
I'm sure I'll routinely hit rewind,
And Reminisce on those times,
That I would look in your eyes,
Or when I held your cold hands, and kissed your old lies,
It was childish to think that I could have such an angel,
A goddess of beauty, a demon of intelligence,
Sometimes I just want to strangle,
Throw you on the floor, and love you some more,
But I'm a creep,
The more I love you, the more your love sleeps,
I've been at a distance my whole life,
So what's five hundred more miles, right?
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
I'll soon be gone,
Away from the fire that heated my heart,
And the one I loved from the start,
It's hard,
To put you in the back of my mind,
I'm sure I'll routinely hit rewind,
And Reminisce on those times,
That I would look in your eyes,
Or when I held your cold hands, and kissed your old lies,
It was childish to think that I could have such an angel,
A goddess of beauty, a demon of intelligence,
Sometimes I just want to strangle,
Throw you on the floor, and love you some more,
But I'm a creep,
The more I love you, the more your love sleeps,
I've been at a distance my whole life,
So what's five hundred more miles, right?
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