Back in December it felt like you,
Would never leave but I guess it's true,
That nothing gold can ever stay,
and so you have to go away.
I wont lie, I'm going to miss,
Your lips and how they feel when we kiss,
but I have strength and I have hope,
That without you I'll somehow cope.
In a place where my head is full,
Of thoughts like "hes so wonderful",
Is when ill need your touch the most,
Instead of just some wispy ghost.
Memories will help to ease the pain,
On the nights loneliness drives me insane,
But even so, in the darkness ill weep,
Myself into an uneasy sleep.
Maybe all I need is one more day,
To fix our problems and convince you to stay,
but time is the one thing that I can't suspend,
Because all good things must come to an end.
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 12:12 AM UTC
Back in December it felt like you,
Would never leave but I guess it's true,
That nothing gold can ever stay,
and so you have to go away.
I wont lie, I'm going to miss,
Your lips and how they feel when we kiss,
but I have strength and I have hope,
That without you I'll somehow cope.
In a place where my head is full,
Of thoughts like "hes so wonderful",
Is when ill need your touch the most,
Instead of just some wispy ghost.
Memories will help to ease the pain,
On the nights loneliness drives me insane,
But even so, in the darkness ill weep,
Myself into an uneasy sleep.
Maybe all I need is one more day,
To fix our problems and convince you to stay,
but time is the one thing that I can't suspend,
Because all good things must come to an end.
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