I wish I could go back
To when our love was still fresh...
my mind rebels over a soft touch of your skin,
but people say that i have committed a sin...
Why do these days on lonely streets I cast
a clouded jewel on dolls devoid of face...
When you had the chance
To fly...
I don't know what to do.
Ive tried so many times...
Under a moonless cloud
You shift along my spine...
Love
is not...
As the tears fall down,
I think of you...
I wonder why it is so hard for him to believe me...
I wish that he would of just told me that he is...
It's kinda like you left me alone.
And now I'm here on my own...
I pondered,
o'er dearest Abigail...
Every now and then,
THere are things we don't intend...