unfinished

May 02, 2008 11:55

I sit alone, all by myself,
My broken heart, and no one else,
Wishing I was someone else.
Imagining I'm him as he pulls you near.

I miss the silly games and pointless bets
I miss the winter drives and spring sunsets,
I hope your eyes, they never wet,
Or that I could just be there to dry away your tears.

I know I said that I'd move on
But in my heads this silly song
I know it's done and that's a fact
Nothing I say will bring it back
But I just needed to get this off my chest.

I wish you well in all you do,
I know I'll get by in spite of you
In my head i guess I always knew
That this thing was just too good to last.

So I put this down, then walk away.
Hoping it's the last I have to say,
To get me by untill the day
My head and heart agree on what's the "past".
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