I used to look out the window and wish to the stars,
I used to wonder if people can live on Mars,
I used to cry myself to sleep,
I used to never want to eat,
The pain you left hurt me to deep,
that you were all I ever see,
I used to love the sweet dreams of you,
I used to wish you think of me to,
I used to hope for our love one day,
But I knew the day will never stay,
I used to fantasize about the love we would make,
Your hands over my body in every intake,
Though they were only dreams,
Why did they seem so real to me?
May 9, 2012
May 9, 2012 at 1:39 PM UTC
I used to look out the window and wish to the stars,
I used to wonder if people can live on Mars,
I used to cry myself to sleep,
I used to never want to eat,
The pain you left hurt me to deep,
that you were all I ever see,
I used to love the sweet dreams of you,
I used to wish you think of me to,
I used to hope for our love one day,
But I knew the day will never stay,
I used to fantasize about the love we would make,
Your hands over my body in every intake,
Though they were only dreams,
Why did they seem so real to me?
