I don't know how to move on
when the vision of you standing at the foot of my bed is still burning in my mind
your tears staining my shirt as I tell you everything is going to be alright,
I never truly believed those words and neither did you
now I lay here and am thankful that the last words that lingered between us were I love you
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
I don't know how to move on
when the vision of you standing at the foot of my bed is still burning in my mind
your tears staining my shirt as I tell you everything is going to be alright,
I never truly believed those words and neither did you
now I lay here and am thankful that the last words that lingered between us were I love you
