Life was once a constant war and a battle against tears.
Filled with unnecessary pain and unavoidable fears.
These hands held no sincere love letters but only pieces of the past.
These fingers scribbled about pain my mind thought would always last
And through them slips time like sand through an hour glass.
It would have been never-ending but finally and alas…
Though once my story of pain seemed to be unfailing
Now there is a different feeling that is prevailing.
A new story, the end of one, yet the start of one anew.
The pain was being drowned out with something rich with truth.
The story which begins so gloomy and chilling
[Never would have thought it would be so fulfilling]
Starts with a glance and a smile, and a brush of shoulders.
Trying to act casual as I watched him walk over.
Flirting and laughing; if I had known what I know now…
Decided to go upstairs because it was too loud.
We were lying on the bed: comfortably side by side.
Laughed and talked all through the night.
And the days past, we talked all the time.
We fell for each other, and for a while things were fine.
But then things seemed to suddenly change
I felt our love slowly fading away.
You’ve told me your stories of your heartbreaks past.
And I foolishly promised that this will forever last.
And here we are, only distance to comfort our loneliness.
I wonder if Ill ever find a way to show you this.
When I think of what Vie done, how could I ever forgive myself?
How can I be so heartless to move on to some one else?
I deserve to waste away, and let the memories eat me from the inside out.
Please let a sickness over come my insides, because I do not doubt...
That only pain or something worse
Is what I need for closure and what I deserve.
So don’t wonder if Imp sorry or if I miss you, because I do.
Don’t wonder if all the things I said weren’t true.
It’s never been like this before.
But I can’t bear the pressure any more.
Before I let the chance pass
Please give me the chance to ask:
Are you sorry? Do you miss me?
And if you could… would you kiss me?
Why did it feel so different with you?
I would have changed things if Id knew…
Why does it hurt to think of the past month?
How could I have been so cruel and so blunt?
Do you think that this was a waste or time?
If you believe that I just may cry.
What’s it like… tell me what it’s like… to be everything Vie always wanted?
I could tell you how it feels to be ripped from what was promised.
Now I know how it feels to not be caught when you fall
And now I wonder why it matters at all.
But now it’s over, and we're through.
Now tell me… what am I supposed to do?
I miss you; it hurts more than I can bear.
I won’t forget the long conversations and memories we shared.
Why did I lay awake last night, my eyes filled with tears?
Why does it hurt so much that you’re no longer here?
Why does it rip me apart inside to think that you're no longer mine?
You were the bright side of pain's terrible strife.
And I promise you: this was no waste of time.
This was the only love story of my life.
