Look at the leaves,
How they grow
and they die.
You would never believe
How the sunset could rise.
The flame can grow cold and the water
can dry,
But the lesson I learned was to remember
those eyes.
Haunting and holding
the ghosts of my past,
I wanted so badly,
one love to last.
And just as the leaves grow,
So do I,
Watching the sun set a million times,
I wanted a difference,
to carve my own path.
So I'll keep half a glass full till my life has elapsed.
Never forgotten is your name
in my heart.
I'm sorry I had to, I'm sorry
it hurt,
But like a leaf I will grow,
and thus I will die.
And before that happens,
this life needs to be mine,
at least for a time.
❦
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
Look at the leaves,
How they grow
and they die.
You would never believe
How the sunset could rise.
The flame can grow cold and the water
can dry,
But the lesson I learned was to remember
those eyes.
Haunting and holding
the ghosts of my past,
I wanted so badly,
one love to last.
And just as the leaves grow,
So do I,
Watching the sun set a million times,
I wanted a difference,
to carve my own path.
So I'll keep half a glass full till my life has elapsed.
Never forgotten is your name
in my heart.
I'm sorry I had to, I'm sorry
it hurt,
But like a leaf I will grow,
and thus I will die.
And before that happens,
this life needs to be mine,
at least for a time.
❦
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