Everyday she cried in vain
her heart consumed by an immense pain...

You gave me the rose in which i found thorns
you gave me the bull i took the horns...

I loved you unconditionally from the first day
your eyes met mine...

Like a flower im growing wild
stumbling through love feeling like a child...

The encompassing darkness surrounds me
a blanket, wiping my tears...

Im sorry that i hurt you
sorry that my heart isnt true...

For you i would change the hands of time
for you id turn the sun...

When i am dead dont cry for me
think of me in pleasant moments...

I watched you from across the room
i hear the whispers between you...

As i look out far
your my shining star...

Open notebook...unwritten words
too many what ifs...too many hurts...

Im sorry that i hurt you like i know i sometimes...
it was all because i was scared that you would...