Sitting here alone again, 
wondering if you still read my rhymes.
I still miss you so much baby, 
I’ve read your mail a thousand times.
It feels so unnatural, 
no longer having you in my life.
Inside I’m torn to pieces, 
my heart in conflict with my mind.
Every single day I think of you, 
every minute I want to call you.
To tell you how much I miss you, 
and that I still love you.
I feel so guilty all the time, 
my conscience is killing me.
I regret the things I wrote, 
feel I rejected you too harshly.
I only want to be with you, 
to hold you close once again.
Can you ever forgive me baby, 
for hurting you back then?
I wonder if you hate me now, 
surely you must.
It was me who said no, 
me who betrayed your trust.
I was the one who did it, 
I made you feel so sad.
I wish I could do it all over, 
it makes me feel so bad.
Don’t know if we’ll ever be together, 
but I promise you this.
I will never hurt you again, 
for as long as I live.
Is it hopelessly romantic, 
or am I just naive in some way.
To hope that you still love me, 
that we’ll be together one day..
Skrevet d.
28. marts 2009, 12:10


 
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