While you stood, gazing beyond the clouds,
I was staring at your fixed form.
As your face creased into your now every day frown,
I saw your scorn.
As you stood up to walk away,
My heart stepped with you.
And as your eyes clouded grey.
My eyes fell into the abyss, your heart knew.
When you looked at me with a hurtful glare,
I couldn't move,
And as your body shook in despair,
Not even my voice could soothe.
Your heart ached from all the pain,
Your head was sore from all the vain.
And I knew that I would never know what caused you the despair,
But this was not the time, for your life to repair.
You yelled, in your sleep,
And I yelled too,
But you never heard my cries in your hurting weep
Just that screaming voice of hurt that is fresh and anew.
I would never find out about it, the same as I would never know,
How the heavens opened, and how the wind did blow.
But it was if by magic, I foundered out right on cue.
So I said it,
Bulma I love you.
I was staring at your fixed form.
As your face creased into your now every day frown,
I saw your scorn.
As you stood up to walk away,
My heart stepped with you.
And as your eyes clouded grey.
My eyes fell into the abyss, your heart knew.
When you looked at me with a hurtful glare,
I couldn't move,
And as your body shook in despair,
Not even my voice could soothe.
Your heart ached from all the pain,
Your head was sore from all the vain.
And I knew that I would never know what caused you the despair,
But this was not the time, for your life to repair.
You yelled, in your sleep,
And I yelled too,
But you never heard my cries in your hurting weep
Just that screaming voice of hurt that is fresh and anew.
I would never find out about it, the same as I would never know,
How the heavens opened, and how the wind did blow.
But it was if by magic, I foundered out right on cue.
So I said it,
Bulma I love you.
