Every time I sit to write about you,
A ll words seem to escape my inner self.
Can you give me some kind of feeling?
Hate, anger or maybe tension? any affection will do.
"D o you remember", always comes at me strong,
Any and every time I sit down to write about you,
Y ellow and red signs, tell me to turn back.
I ntolerable tolerance, I seem to feel, when;
H ate I want to feel; but to you I feel none,
A nger I felt at the time; slowly faded at the sight of you're face.
T ension between me and you; lifted in a second,
E xcitement rules, at the thought that you thought of me.
Y esterday was yesterday, lets leave it at that,
O ut the door, out of sight, out of mind and leave this,
U nexplainable enjoyment at hearing you're voice.
L et me hold you again, I forgive you, I forget.
E very time I sit to write about you,
Seeing you're picture, makes it all come flooding.
Saying you're gone, only makes it worse.
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