with every word unfulfilled, with every look in your eye, a part of me dies inside.
mended it could be, if you listened with your heart.
a blind eye sees only words, and does not know how much is for you.
skilled hands and words of pure emotion, always for the others in your heart.
hope dies in broken promises.
to someone else you give your heart, a happiness I wish for you.
long this road has been, a journey inside.
your eyes see him in joyous delight, and knows how I've pined for you.
always in friendship we stand, always in my heart.
hope dies in other's love.
a time away with much to do, important it must be.
a happy time in memories, days of riotous color.
your eyes see things as they might be, and makes them into songs in my heart.
more then friends, but not in love, always in my mind.
hope waits to see where this path may lead.
· Fri Mar 07, 2014 @ 10:16am · 0 Comments