The night we meet We sat in that field Sharing cigarettes and stories I told you of my heart ache And you listened
The weeks onward When we fell in love And we dreamed and we planned Marry me in Thailand, you said But I knew, by then, when you were lying
And then away you went Across the world, to another world And I was lost My life became longing and heart ache again But you were still listening
Still I lost myself further Drowning in the dark I listened to another Taking advantage of my heart I hurt you, I hurt you
And we met again Eyes locked together in that foreign city Walking streets together as if, As if we were the only two left in this world You listened and you forgave
Back in our home We combine our things Build a nest, build a sanctuary Where we lived peacefully and lovingly And then we didn't, not at all
So much has happened in these small two years My mind is ill, I can't comprehend Everything is sour, its all such a mess My heart is still aching But your not listening
This night we met, my friends and I Sharing cigarettes and stories They told me of their heartache And I realised, I should have really appreciated you My mind is ill, my mind is ill
Don't even know if this makes sense, I'm just typing. Not very subtle for those on here that know me personally. But its not like I ever leave the house anymore so I wont see you around.