Song of a lost lover
he was a thief and he stole my heart.
but it hasn't gone anywhere.
it feels missing, like he took it, but i can feel it still beating right there.
still strong and loud.
Like it was never gone
I know he took it, because he wouldn't be able to know it so well with out taking it.
he is a thief. a lovely angelic thief.
he took it combined it with his own and put it back.
It beats so load so strong.
it beats for two.
How was I ever complete without my heart thief?
the heart is the start but then he stole me body.
how am i supposed to go back to walking through everyday life with that old body?
this one is so much better! it sees more, it loves more, it wants more.
No my heart thief was so much more than a heart or body thief...he took my soul.
he took my soul...combined it with his and now where there was two there is one.
my thief is my love.
no other words can describe him.
he took all my broken parts and cried for the scars then went with surgeons hands and delicately wove two harts into one, two bodies into one then too two souls and like an angel made two become one.
i am not the man i was before. i will never be that man again. the thief surgeon angel made sure of that.
i will love him with the rest of my days for giving me new life.
but it hasn't gone anywhere.
it feels missing, like he took it, but i can feel it still beating right there.
still strong and loud.
Like it was never gone
I know he took it, because he wouldn't be able to know it so well with out taking it.
he is a thief. a lovely angelic thief.
he took it combined it with his own and put it back.
It beats so load so strong.
it beats for two.
How was I ever complete without my heart thief?
the heart is the start but then he stole me body.
how am i supposed to go back to walking through everyday life with that old body?
this one is so much better! it sees more, it loves more, it wants more.
No my heart thief was so much more than a heart or body thief...he took my soul.
he took my soul...combined it with his and now where there was two there is one.
my thief is my love.
no other words can describe him.
he took all my broken parts and cried for the scars then went with surgeons hands and delicately wove two harts into one, two bodies into one then too two souls and like an angel made two become one.
i am not the man i was before. i will never be that man again. the thief surgeon angel made sure of that.
i will love him with the rest of my days for giving me new life.