woke up in the middle of the night screaming your name; God knows i felt the pain. seeing you in my dream with your lips so near. bringing my mouth down near your ear. then whispering to you pretty words of wonder. not distance nor death could have left us asunder.
i know love hurts, but tell me darling, can it ****? with the amount of blood on my pillow case, i'm certain it will. it is not the bad but the good which haunts me so; makes me wonder why i ever told you to go. because last night that glimpse of you was enough- to remind me that you're the only one i love.
but i'm bleeding, i'm broken, i'm yearning still. i'm hoping, i'm hoping that you are well. because waking up to silence and fear: isn't something i'd want for you, dear. is it too late for me to reverse the past? i've heard spoken words cannot be taken back. may i try, at least, to rekindle the flame? this dream has reminded me of why i always wanted yours next to my name. but then again, i suppose the blood is enough of a sign- to prove that maybe it's best you're not mine. or maybe you are in the depths of your heart. maybe we can go back to the start.
i'm hoping, i'm praying, i'm crying for you. maybe, oh maybe, this love is true. if it is then i have no fear. true love always keeps you near. you won't be far for long, my dear. & i'll never let you go once you're here.