Today I managed to be so brave,
As to ask you for just a date,
But when I asked you on that day.
A warm spring day in the middle of May.
You refused and left me a fate.
A fate in words that broke my heart.

You say i'm not to blame and you belong elsewhere.
You said you love me, but couldn't live with the guilt.
I guess that makes me another broken soul.
A flower thats already begun to wilt,
But I never gave up until one day I was told.
That you would be gone, along with my soul.

But days passed and you were still there.
and I still dreamed of us as a pair,
But one day you didn't show up,
and that day my world died again.
Again, and again, each day you weren't there.
By the very last day I didn't even care.

My heart aches for 6 months still.
I can only help it with a pill.
and a glass of wine from time to time.
and a knife that you left behind.
So I dream of the day which you return.
Maybe tomorrow for i soon will learn.