Sep 16, 2005 19:54
I've cryed onehundred hours over you,
And I'll cry still onehundred more,
with all this needless pain you've cause me,
leaving my heart wonded, torne open and sore.
I cry myself to sleep, because I'm not in your arms,
I turn up my headphones, to block out the silence where youre voice should be,
will I ever feel your heart beating next to mine,
or will I simply have to cry yet another hundred hours?
And after that onehundred more.~