Treasure Island

Erin Grantham


Unstoppable Love


You said you'd love me forever...
But forever is just too long.
You said that you'd always be there...
But obviously you were wrong.
A part of me is lost....
In your sweetest despair.
A new path is born while another in torn...
As you drift away in the night air.
You meant the world to me...
But as a fool I believed your lies.
And every silent night I lay awake...
Thinking of how pathetic I was to cry.
Your face is a wallpaper in my head...
And when I close my eyes I see only you.
We have been apart for several months now...
But I can't help these feelings so true.
As you listen to our song play tonight...
Look into the sky at the moon...
Becasue I am awaiting this unsinkable ship...
And our song echos like a Heavenly tune.

Submitted: Monday, May 26, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, December 30, 2008

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