The Unspoken, The Unforgettable Part II

Taking step after step,
thinking of her over and over
Wondering who she is thinking of
and you realize, its not you at all

I look in the mirror and hate
I hate what I see
A broken man standing
with a broken heart holding on

Shattered pieces of yourself everywhere,
and no one to pick them up
and I sit and pray everyday
hoping she'll come to pick it up

but you see, I never tell her
I never tell her what i feel in my heart,
because I'm scared and terrified
and I'm man enough to admit it

Because i can see her reaction
of her laughing at my face
thats why these words are UN-spoken,
thats why i have these memories

The unforgettable memories i hold
I hold them close inside my mind
because i know if it was to be let out
I'd only truly regret everything

because her mind is not on me
its on a man that i wish was me
i pray to God hoping he'll give me strength
The strength to fight on and continue

But for now its locked up in my heart
and i cant let her know
Not until I'm ready
for now its still..The Unspoken, The unforgettable..