***You've been in my heart,
for five years long.
I'd accepted the fact -
that we didn't belong.
The stars then decided,
to give us a try.
They gave us new wings -
to see how we'd fly.
The problem with flying,
if you have two wings.
They must both work equal -
to achieve greater things.
Both wings need to want,
the same final goal.
Or else one will tire -
and give up the toll.
But your wing was wounded,
and healing took time.
I believed love invincible -
and your love strong as mine.
How foolish I was being.
My heart lying to me.
'Twas fibbing when it made me think -
that love could set you free.
I do believe you love me,
though not enough for you,
to cast off all your shackles -
and do what you must do.
It hurts to be with someone,
that runs away from real,
and rather numbs lifes' blessings -
than allow himself to feel.
I'm clearly not the person,
thats meant to be for you.
'Cause if I was it wouldn't be -
so difficult to do.
In this life I hope you find,
the person that's for you.
And maybe she will show you things -
that I had tried to do.
Love's not about projecting pain,
'cause you are feeling small.
Those are the times you should reach out -
and let me break your fall.
I do believe our love is rare,
and written in the sky.
It's probably that the time aint right -
it's not our time to fly.
Make no mistake, love of my life,
I know we meant to be.
If not this life, then in the next -
we'll be as one, you'll see.***
Feb 4, 2011
Feb 4, 2011 at 3:18 PM UTC
***You've been in my heart,
for five years long.
I'd accepted the fact -
that we didn't belong.
The stars then decided,
to give us a try.
They gave us new wings -
to see how we'd fly.
The problem with flying,
if you have two wings.
They must both work equal -
to achieve greater things.
Both wings need to want,
the same final goal.
Or else one will tire -
and give up the toll.
But your wing was wounded,
and healing took time.
I believed love invincible -
and your love strong as mine.
How foolish I was being.
My heart lying to me.
'Twas fibbing when it made me think -
that love could set you free.
I do believe you love me,
though not enough for you,
to cast off all your shackles -
and do what you must do.
It hurts to be with someone,
that runs away from real,
and rather numbs lifes' blessings -
than allow himself to feel.
I'm clearly not the person,
thats meant to be for you.
'Cause if I was it wouldn't be -
so difficult to do.
In this life I hope you find,
the person that's for you.
And maybe she will show you things -
that I had tried to do.
Love's not about projecting pain,
'cause you are feeling small.
Those are the times you should reach out -
and let me break your fall.
I do believe our love is rare,
and written in the sky.
It's probably that the time aint right -
it's not our time to fly.
Make no mistake, love of my life,
I know we meant to be.
If not this life, then in the next -
we'll be as one, you'll see.***
June 2008