She sat on the window seat staring out. Her life was moving too fast, but not fast
enough. Her life was going by her; she hoped it would leave her behind.
All alone, staring on
Watching her life go by
Everything was gray,
like an old movie playing before her eyes. Everything was black, there was no
white. She felt like she had already lived this life, everything was the same
from day to day, all gray and black.
When her days are gray
and her nights are black
Different shades of mundane
She stood, not able
to bare the world anymore. Her eyes fell upon the last thing he had ever given
her, the last thing she had left of him. It was an old toy, lying on her bed;
some kind of furry animal, one of its eyes was gone. The sight of it made her
cry again. This toy had heard her cry many a time, and one more time would not
matter.
She whispered his
name. She had forgiven him long ago, but she would never forget him.
And the one-eyed furry toy
that lies upon the bed
has often heard her cry
and heard her whisper out a name
long forgiven, but not forgotten
"I forgive you," She
said out loud for the thousandth time. "I'll never forget you." "Never" She
repeated.
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're not forgotten
She'd buried her
torn and bleeding heart with him. Left it on his grave.
A bleeding heart torn apart
Left on an icy grave
She lay on her bed,
tossing and turning; she could almost feel him next to her. Back when nothing
was in their way. Her days where haunted by him. Her memories reawakened at
every turn.
And the room where they
once lay, face to face
Nothing could get in their way
but now the memories of the man
are haunting her days
She wanted him, she
needed him. Every time she slept she dreamt of him. Of this man who had stolen
her heart. He was forgiven, but not forgotten.
And the craving never fades
She's still dreaming of the man
long forgiven, but not forgotten
They had fought.
The last time she
had seen him they had fought. She could no longer remember what it was about,
some trival matter, it had happened so long ago. She had stormed out of the
house, this house, and returned later to find him gone. He had been in a car
crash. A car crash. She had been ready to forgive him. She had never gotten the
chance.
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're not forgotten
But that was long
ago, now she was old and some how knew she was about to die. She stared at the
ceiling, thinking of him and wishing he could be with her, wishing her life
away.
Slowly she began the
search, the search for the man who had stolen her heart.
Still alone, staring on
Wishing her life goodbye
As she goes searching for the man
long forgiven, but not forgotten
He was forgiven, but
not forgotten.
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're forgiven not forgotten
You're not forgotten
