The way we were, So simple to say, But it was always so hard to keep your love. You are my Her. You were my way. Now I must find myself again and once more become loved.
You were my summertime lover indoors. I could never hide from you all my endless flaws. So grateful to you for all that you have done, My shining sun; it always rains now as my tears pour.
Every part of me is dedicated to love; Every thought I think is concerning you. Even today I still desire your touch, Because my love for you will never end… Love will always feel like it is brand new.
The start of love is a summer’s day; The end of love is so cold and grey. The centre of love is happiness in a glass; The saddest time of love is when you turn your back.
So leave me here to never wipe away these tears, Because if you cannot hear, then why am I even crying? It is because of you I am oh so clear, So certain of my fate; This feeling must be what it feels like when I am dying.
Inside I am a snow globe without a pretty picture; Outside I am an insect surrounded by dinosaurs. Everybody is so sure they know how to make me not miss her, But the truth is nobody has a cure to all that which came before.