If words could be explain it,
The words would be these:
do you know you mean
The world to me?

You make me feel free,
Like high flying birds.
And to explain how I love you,
Actions speak louder than words.

So with every kiss and every hug
That’s shared between us two,
I’ll try to make you see through them
How much I really love you.

Unfortunate events
Tore us apart.
Life was unfair,
Darkening our hearts.

The occasional memory
Would run through my mind.
I decided to search for you,
Not knowing what I would find.

Talking to you,
Things fell into place.
You found me in the dark,
Dried the tears on my face.

I was lost in this world,
Yet you heard me cry out,
And saved me from the wolves
And a life of self-doubt.

Our hearts, once dark,
Now flutter with delight
When we see each other,
Hold each other,
And talk into the night.

I wish I knew
What to do
As I sit at home
And think of you.

You say you love me
And that you care.
And that you wish
I was right there.

I don’t want to think
That this is a lie.
That your words to me
Are an empty sigh.

I still long
To hold you close.
And when I don’t,
I’m a dying rose.

I do not know
What you feel.
But even if yours are fake,
My feelings are real.

So when you tell me,
I trust it is true.
Don’t ever doubt
That I love you.

I’m tired of hurting.
I’m tired of pain.
I’m tired of crying,
Tears falling like rain.

I’m tired of holding
Onto false hope
That something will change.
It’s so hard to cope.

You may think
You don’t regret it now.
But one day you’ll look back
And you’ll say “Wow.

I had someone great,
Who was wonderful and true.
And I messed up big time
When I left you.”

You’ll regret the day
You broke my heart.
You’ll want to take it back
And be my other part.

But you had your chance,
And though now I want you back,
When you’re noticed your mistake,
You’ll see patience is what I lack.

When you want me back,
I’ll be done. I’ll be through.
And you’ll see that you still love me.
But I’ll be over you.

You’ve gone away
Without so much as a goodnight.
Shan’t speak again
Til morn’s first light.

I love you more than life itself.
More than the flower loves the sun.
More than Juliet loved Romeo
Which, even by death, could not be undone.

And when I look into your eyes
I can truly see
This burning love I have for you
Reflecting back at me.

Why is it the petty things
That seem to bother me so?
That make my heart beat uneasily
And make my bad thoughts grow?

Is it because I think
That I’m simply not that much?
That I’m just me, nothing more,
And used for just a crutch?

Is it because I think
Too deeply about these things?
Make mountains out of molehills
And say things I know that sting?

Or is it because of someone
Who made me lose my trust?
Made me think they’re all alike
And being hurt is a must?

Is it because this someone
Made me paranoid and scared
That history will repeat itself
And make the world seem unfair?

But why must one suffer
For that someone’s mistakes?
I shouldn’t hold it against others.
It’s not their fault someone was fake.

I don’t know why these petty things
Make my hope fall.
I just know that this one
Isn’t like that someone at all.