Every time I'm with her I cant help but see how beautiful she is;
Her hair, her eyes, her gorgeous smile
they pull me to her without hesitation;
When I'm holding her hand I feel like I'm on top of the World,
When I kiss her, I am on top of the World;
Shes remarkable, yet distant, shes caring, yet passionless,
Shes loving, yet doesn't show love, shes generous, yet takes me for granted;
Why do I cry?
I cry for a woman, who's most incredible.
I cry for a woman who has love in her heart, but cant give it.
I cry for a woman who has the capacity to give herself over, but wont.
Mostly, I cry because I see the most wonderful woman I have ever met slowly slipping through my fingers and there is nothing I can do about it.
Perhaps, one day she will love me the way I love her and she will then know how great love is. Perhaps.
