For so long I've wondered how Dreadful would it be For me to forget how complicated Things are between You and my thoughts At 12 am, caressing a cigarette.
Darling, you were the song to my music, The dreaded prince to my long gone story Of whatever happiness this world Made me believe.
As I speak the words of longing, My eyes wander to the stars, Hoping you'd hear the hints of my Bottled up emotions.
I am leaking. Leaking with fear, self doubt. I don't want to bleed Bitter memories, ugly utterances of How miserable it is To love you.
I am spinning in one place, Trying to stay, trying to heal The cracks of my broken Faith in you.
I love you, darling I do. Even if I have bottled emotions that I'll never show you.