Another lonely heart's been broken.
If only those few words were spoken,
so the other knew the way
he felt about her everyday.
Words were thought but never said
and if they were it might have led
to better things than whats become
to the lives of both of them
…
some say “it’s the thought that counts”
or “a picture is worth a thousand words”
but I believe what really counts
is everything that she just heard
NOT the thoughts that were never shared
NOT the picture never shown
NOT the writings thrown away
for, she might be here if she had known
…
love’s a very splendid thing,
or so they keep on telling me.
Perhaps someday I might find out
what this love thing’s all about
I’ll learn about it in due time
when I learn to speak my mind
for this heart, now, would not be broken
if only those few words were spoken…
“I love you, too”
Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 2:48 PM UTC
Another lonely heart's been broken.
If only those few words were spoken,
so the other knew the way
he felt about her everyday.
Words were thought but never said
and if they were it might have led
to better things than whats become
to the lives of both of them
…
some say “it’s the thought that counts”
or “a picture is worth a thousand words”
but I believe what really counts
is everything that she just heard
NOT the thoughts that were never shared
NOT the picture never shown
NOT the writings thrown away
for, she might be here if she had known
…
love’s a very splendid thing,
or so they keep on telling me.
Perhaps someday I might find out
what this love thing’s all about
I’ll learn about it in due time
when I learn to speak my mind
for this heart, now, would not be broken
if only those few words were spoken…
“I love you, too”
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