*sigh*
I wrote three more things.
Delicate Touch
"Your delicate touch,
it takes my breath away.
You tell me how much you miss me,
and kiss my cheek.
I meant it when I said that you were all I had prayed for,
and that's a feeling that cannot be beat."
Lack Of Movement
"You laid beside me,
lack of movement worried my mind.
I remove the pillow from your grip.
I look at you,
I see the tears and feel the hurt.
As if I'm looking into my heart.
There you are with hurt, and sadness.
I tell you I will always love you,
also that I care so much for you,
unlike the empty 4 letter words you hear from others.
I tell you to be with her if that brings you happiness,
and I make you promise to do this for you.
You give everything for everyone else.
Don't put your own happiness on the line.
You say things to me I've only dreamed of hearing,
and the next day you are washed back up.
I wish I knew the words to say to make you see.
See that I only want what's best for you."
Love = Compassion
"I've never known a love quite like this.
A love so compassionate that nothing can mean everything.
Tears of confusion,
that you shed as you tossed restlessly on my bed on that Thursday evening in February.
True emotions flying everywhere.
In many shapes,
almost unbelieveable.
Tears, words, and touches of love.
Chills dow your spine
yet you still refuse the truth.
The past has impressed us both.
Not in the way we would wish, however.
Impressed us by the level of cruelty.
We comfort eachother in everyway.
Whether its in a look, a feel, or in words.
yet most amazing,
in vicinity.
Truth is something I cherish,
although I am scared to let myself go,
you are worth the chance."
They may be no good, but it helps me. They are truth and honesty. Nothing but.
Delicate Touch
"Your delicate touch,
it takes my breath away.
You tell me how much you miss me,
and kiss my cheek.
I meant it when I said that you were all I had prayed for,
and that's a feeling that cannot be beat."
Lack Of Movement
"You laid beside me,
lack of movement worried my mind.
I remove the pillow from your grip.
I look at you,
I see the tears and feel the hurt.
As if I'm looking into my heart.
There you are with hurt, and sadness.
I tell you I will always love you,
also that I care so much for you,
unlike the empty 4 letter words you hear from others.
I tell you to be with her if that brings you happiness,
and I make you promise to do this for you.
You give everything for everyone else.
Don't put your own happiness on the line.
You say things to me I've only dreamed of hearing,
and the next day you are washed back up.
I wish I knew the words to say to make you see.
See that I only want what's best for you."
Love = Compassion
"I've never known a love quite like this.
A love so compassionate that nothing can mean everything.
Tears of confusion,
that you shed as you tossed restlessly on my bed on that Thursday evening in February.
True emotions flying everywhere.
In many shapes,
almost unbelieveable.
Tears, words, and touches of love.
Chills dow your spine
yet you still refuse the truth.
The past has impressed us both.
Not in the way we would wish, however.
Impressed us by the level of cruelty.
We comfort eachother in everyway.
Whether its in a look, a feel, or in words.
yet most amazing,
in vicinity.
Truth is something I cherish,
although I am scared to let myself go,
you are worth the chance."
They may be no good, but it helps me. They are truth and honesty. Nothing but.