Monday, January 11, 2016

Torn.

See that's the thing,
I knew where I was,
I knew where I had been,
And oh,
How I knew,
Where I was going,
There was just one thing,
That got in the way,
You.

See that's the thing,
I knew what I have,
I knew what I had,
And oh,
How I knew,
What I wanted,
That was just the thing,
That it was not,
You.

See that's the thing,
You knew who I was,
You knew who I had been,
And oh,
How you knew,
Who I was going to be,
In the future to see me,
Leave,
You.

Yet you loved me,
Anyway.

Even if it would never,
Make me,
Love you,
Too.

See this hand ain't made,
For a ring to be worn,
Like a torn,
Following a flowers every move,
My hand was made,
To protect the flower,
From harm...
Even if it meant,
Suffocating myself,
My heart. 






























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