Standing on the street with him, face to face.
Longing for the others loving embrace.
Yet we can’t bare to even look at the other.
Knowing we soon must leave one another.
But how can something go from good to gone?
And all that’s running through our minds, is how will we push on?
Leaving you could be the hardest thing; Cause you’re,
My only king, you make me smile, every moment with you is always worthwhile, I reach for you, you can’t let go, and you’re everything that I’ve ever known.
Every second with you is bitter sweet, without you I’d be incomplete, and this could be my last heart beat.
Were so close, yet so far away.
Lost in our thoughts, trying to find the right words to say.
As tears run down my face all I want is to hide.
Cause letting go of you feels like a part of me’s just died.
I can see us now when we first began.
I wasn’t looking for love, you were something unplanned.
Yet every moment with you, I’ll never let go, I want to rewind and relive it, but slow.
You took my breath away, held my heart with you everyday, my soul belongs with you, im breaking and don’t know what to do, please tell me will be just fine, hold me close till the end of time, whisper in my ear that we can defeat this, look in my eyes and give me one last kiss, you are the street beneath my feet, and I feel it start to crumble with my painful last heart beat.
Now all that’s left is the last goodbye.
With that one word my heart breaks and I start to cry.
You walk away and I stand alone, and all that’s left is the faint smell of cologne.
Will life ever be the same? Will I wake up at night calling your name? Longing to find our old flame, if not me, then who is to blame?
Lying in bed just thinking of you, where are you now? Are you with someone new?
These feelings I’ll never loose, choices I wish I never had to choose, all my thoughts just leave me confused, and a heart that’s permanently bruised.
All I want is to feel his embrace, look at him with my hands on his face, hold him so close and never let go, feel the feelings I had so long ago, go back in time to us in the streets, hold hands and vow to defeat, I wont let him go this time around, cause I wont let my heart go ten feet under ground, I need him to feel complete, so this wont be my last heart beat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.