How can I live knowing I let our love die?
And I tried to replant the flower
That I known belong to me
And left it there with a lie
And leaving it there
To fend for it self
What was I thinking?
I need her as much as she needs me
When I think about her
She deserves more than me
Then why do I love her
Why is it so hard to love something?
For the first time?
I question myself how much dose she loves me?
Is it as much as I love her?
I feel like I am in a dream
Like I will wake up and second
And be disappointed
When I left her that it left a mark
Not like the one that scabs over
And heals its one that stays there
Like a reminder of how I was as
As I am
The pain is the only reminder
That it was real
That she was
And that I am still alive
With the living
And not the with the dead