Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images
Soft silken strands of gold. Sparkling pools of cerulean. Creamy skin soft like butter. He had her many times before. He would rise early while she was still in a deep slumber and he would watch her chest heave and sink with each breath she took. He longed to feel something in that moment, but he never did. What they had was special at one point in time.
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Amber had blindly accepted attention as love. She thought she had loved Corny. She believed that she had loved him. She wanted to love him. But it was clear that it was a love that could never be. It was a false love that was created by two people who had been extremely lonely.
Goodbye my almost lover
Goodbye my hopeless dream
Corny had tried to keep them together. He didn't know why though, maybe he thought it was better live in a pretend, lonely relationship than to be alone. Amber had tried to do the same. But the tears wouldn't stop and in the end, misery really didn't want company.
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
Amber and Corny could never be.