The trouble with love

Nov 01, 2005 05:29

How is it
That I can't keep anything I want
Not because I ruin it
Or lose it along the way.
But because my heart can never decide
And when I find a better ride
I take it.

I was fine,
We were happy and healthy and functioning
And you took it away
By claiming a lack in
"Quality time",
And broke a heart of stone.
Threw me to the side and went along
Better off alone.

My tears dried,
And eventually I moved along
And found a way to be okay.
There was another who gave of himself
And told me he'd hold me
And take care to never see me lonely
Forever and always.

And here you are,
To make me realize you still have my heart.
To fill my head with the idea
That we may still have a fighting chance.
And that he and I should not remain
For to fight and strain to be loved is not worth it
When the simplest love
Is at my door.

I must decide
To say goodbye or to see this through.
When I can not say a word
Or see the signs just in front of my nose.
Tell me again what you told me that night
When we stood backstage,
When I held your microphone hand.
That must have been the last time you told me
You loved me.
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