I Lied About My Love For You
I said I didn’t love you,
It seemed easier to lie,
The hardest thing of all,
Was telling you goodbye.
I thought it would be best,
To ignore what’s in my heart,
But without you in my life,
My world will fall apart.
The truth is, I love you,
More than words can say,
I think about you all the time,
Every night and day.
But now you’ll never know,
Just how much I care,
And every night I’m wishing;
I’ll wake to find you there.
But there’s nothing I can do,
I blew it, now you’re gone,
You gave me all you’re love,
In return, I gave you none.
You were my first real love,
But I just couldn’t see,
Just how special you were,
How much you meant to me.
Now you’re gone I realise,
I loved you from the start,
I’ve only myself to blame,
For my lonely broken heart.
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