Locked in time, forever, she's smiling. She's watching him with love in her eyes, it's all captured in the picture, it's love that she never held for me.
If she could love him, why not me? I would have given her everything, I tried to give her everything, was it not enough? Or am I avoiding the truth… was he simply better?
Better for her… better for them. He gave her a son; he gave her everything, not me.
Now look at me… pathetic, weak… crouching here amongst his best friends old things, scrounging up anything I can to make her seem real again.
I would give anything to hear her laugh, to see her smile, to back to that one time she kissed me.
I would give anything to go back, to feel my own blood boil at the touch of her lips, to feel my own heart race as her eyes fluttered closed.
Her eyes, I would give anything to lose myself in them again.
Just one time… all I ask is one time, I'm tired of dreams, I want to see her….
…To touch her….
…To love her.
Falling asleep, seeing her, so close, but I can't reach her, it's killing me and I can't take much more.
So please… Kill me; let me see her once, even if after I get locked away in Hell.
I need one more chance to tell her how I feel.
I need one more chance, so I can die in peace.