I'm sat here
Wondering how it went
When the sky bent
Seemingly
I remember sixteen
No matter how many days
It's been
I remember you
Coming home
But it's all so different
I guess what I'm trying to say
Is I kinda wish you'd
Come home again
But then
I don't know if I'll be scared
Or saddened
Wondering if you missed me
Knowing that it's history
But I want you to know
What you really meant to me
And though I'd left you
At mystery
I always wondered whether we could come back
To where we first met
Holding the roses on my chest
Telling you you're beautiful, all over again,
But I've only partly mended
Oh how I wish to see you again
Giving you my favourite pen
Listening to the songs we'd love
Only to realise I'm all alone.
I just wish I could tell you
All of the things I paid hell to
I just wish I could smell you
Let you know,
I'm thinking about you
And all the things we used to do
I don't know if I can live without you.
I don't know if this is called living.
Sometimes it gets easier,
The feelings it passes
And with every class,
I come full circle
To missing you again.
I guess you were right
I am like a turtle.
Why is it that thoughts of you
Never seem to vanish
And though time could stand still
Darling know that's not enough,
I need it to reverse
And hope that you can come back home.
Maybe history is cruel
Keeping my mind on you
Just to see me go insane.
You'd walk through every door
But the one I want you to walk through
Is stuck between life and death
And so I promise this...
Even if it takes my last breath...
I will live to be the man
That you dreamed of,
I will live to be the man
That you envisioned to be perfect.
And I know I'm not much
Nor will I ever be right enough
But darling know that I'm going
To do what's right by you.
I will be a loving husband
I won't ever be a has been,
I'd give my wife
A man with full abs,
I'd give my wife
All the pieces of my heart
And though it's only words
Know that I've tattooed it in my soul
That I will be the man
You have always dreamed of.
That I will hold every piece of you
In my arms.
~I promise, I'm not crying, missing you. The skies...the clouds are stormy, and they just rained a little.