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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