I glanced at the clock,
The taste of longing nipped at my lonely heart.
The mere wish to turn back time,
Could I be happier without you?
The desire to run away from this torment,
The pain of my unrequited love took a toll on me.
Maybe if we never met, I wouldn't have seen your beautiful smile.
Tears would no longer fall.
If the warmth of your hand on my shoulder disappeared,
Would our eyes have met?
If words of encouragement were never voiced,
Would I still see the side of you I love?
If I never met you,
The hurt I contain would flow away.
The rusted chains that bind me to you would break,
I would be free from the image of you.
Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 6:40 PM UTC
I glanced at the clock,
The taste of longing nipped at my lonely heart.
The mere wish to turn back time,
Could I be happier without you?
The desire to run away from this torment,
The pain of my unrequited love took a toll on me.
Maybe if we never met, I wouldn't have seen your beautiful smile.
Tears would no longer fall.
If the warmth of your hand on my shoulder disappeared,
Would our eyes have met?
If words of encouragement were never voiced,
Would I still see the side of you I love?
If I never met you,
The hurt I contain would flow away.
The rusted chains that bind me to you would break,
I would be free from the image of you.
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