Maybe if we didn't
Play around with other's hearts
You would still be here,
And we wouldn't be apart.
My heart fills with sorrow,
As my eyes fill with tears.
Maybe I wouldn't be alone,
Maybe I wouldn't have anything to fear.
Alone is such a simple word,
It doesn't describe how I feel.
And I feel as if these wounds,
Will never ever heal.
"Get over you", I know I've tried,
But trying will never do.
The only way I'd get over you,
Is if I happen to die too.
to return to my main page
