Why is it that the days with you are the greatest I've had?
No emotions of fear, anger, or sad;
Yet when I look in your eyes, I can only feel bad.
Love has evaded me for years, and years yet to come.
No butterflies, nor tingles, nor tears;
None shed for the hugs from that special some... one.
Why is it my happiest days are paired with the loneliest of nights?
Filled with want, need, even prying;
For a love that's just right.
Falling out of feeling is the hardest feeling to fall in.
As love evades your mind, when you feel you can never try again.
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 12:10 AM UTC
Why is it that the days with you are the greatest I've had?
No emotions of fear, anger, or sad;
Yet when I look in your eyes, I can only feel bad.
Love has evaded me for years, and years yet to come.
No butterflies, nor tingles, nor tears;
None shed for the hugs from that special some... one.
Why is it my happiest days are paired with the loneliest of nights?
Filled with want, need, even prying;
For a love that's just right.
Falling out of feeling is the hardest feeling to fall in.
As love evades your mind, when you feel you can never try again.
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