The night we meet
We sat in that field
Sharing cigarettes and stories
I told you of my heart ache
And you listened
The weeks onward
When we fell in love
And we dreamed and we planned
Marry me in Thailand, you said
But I knew, by then, when you were lying
And then away you went
Across the world, to another world
And I was lost
My life became longing and heart ache again
But you were still listening
Still I lost myself further
Drowning in the dark
I listened to another
Taking advantage of my heart
I hurt you, I hurt you
And we met again
Eyes locked together in that foreign city
Walking streets together as if,
As if we were the only two left in this world
You listened and you forgave
Back in our home
We combine our things
Build a nest, build a sanctuary
Where we lived peacefully and lovingly
And then we didn't, not at all
So much has happened in these small two years
My mind is ill, I can't comprehend
Everything is sour, its all such a mess
My heart is still aching
But your not listening
This night we met, my friends and I
Sharing cigarettes and stories
They told me of their heartache
And I realised, I should have really appreciated you
My mind is ill, my mind is ill
Don't even know if this makes sense, I'm just typing.
Not very subtle for those on here that know me personally.
But its not like I ever leave the house anymore so I wont see you around.