You lied to me last night,
Becoming someone who I do not recognise,
For the love has gone, hiding out of sight,
You're too lost to ever hold it once again in your eyes.
Over time I let you behind my walls,
Took the risk of trusting you with my heart.
What a fool I was listening to a fake lovers calls,
In truth I did more than just play my part.
I played yours too, compensating for your lack of words,
Gave you everything I had within myself.
One day you chose to fly freely with hundreds of black winged birds,
And left me lifeless, on the dusty, broken, single shelf.
Jan 19, 2012
Jan 19, 2012 at 3:19 AM UTC
You lied to me last night,
Becoming someone who I do not recognise,
For the love has gone, hiding out of sight,
You're too lost to ever hold it once again in your eyes.
Over time I let you behind my walls,
Took the risk of trusting you with my heart.
What a fool I was listening to a fake lovers calls,
In truth I did more than just play my part.
I played yours too, compensating for your lack of words,
Gave you everything I had within myself.
One day you chose to fly freely with hundreds of black winged birds,
And left me lifeless, on the dusty, broken, single shelf.
