When nothing else, there is sorrow.

When I stumble I fall. When I'm happy i cry. When you fail I follow your lead, I fail you and myself. You are not the one to be sorry, I am. I should be. Maybe this is pathethic. You're not the evil one, I am. I cannot create and maintain my own happiness. If there is something I'd like to say to you, it is that I don't deserve you. You have said that it's the other way around, that you could never change your way. The truth is I think I was attracted to you just because you were different. You challenged me, you teased me and most of all, you were impossible to posses.
The more I talked to you I realised you got under my skin. So why do you have to be so far away? Why do I always want what I can't get?
I failed you. I'm so sorry, sorry is not enough to describe how I'm feeling right now. You, you're still the one on my mind.

What is a kiss other than two body parts meeting? What are tears other than water falling from my eyes?

Kisses from you made me dream, and hope. Tears over you chrashes and shatters all those dreams.

If nothing else, I hope this is not good-bye.


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