How can I open my heart to you?
With all this I have gone through,
you paint this picture for me,
but now I finally see,
that we were never meant to be,
you keep up the pretense,
that maybe we have a chance,
but now I see it all so clearly.
Your heart has been torn,
I can not take this anymore,
feeling stretched out and worn,
broken as you walked out the door.
We need to go back a little bit,
just pretend we know none of this,
but still I sit,
in the shadows all alone,
just wanting to go home,
to the place I've always known,
to feel the unknown warmth,
of a lovers embrace.
Your heart has been torn,
I can not take this anymore,
feeling stretched out and worn,
broken as you walked out the door.
So no matter what comes next,
I'm here I'll be the best,
friend you ever knew,
my heart, my soul belongs to you,
so I will never leave,
nor take back make words.
Your heart has been torn,
I can not take this anymore,
feeling stretched out and worn,
broken as you walked out the door.
More than life you mean to me,
I would die happily,
if only I could see,
the sparkle in your eye,
the smile upon your face,
and wipe away the tears you cry.
You heart has been torn,
I can not take this anymore,
feeling stretched out and worn,
broken as you walked out the door.
So these are my final words,
as I write them they hurt,
like a knife in the back,
an unexpected attack,
but I still, and always will
LOVE YOU!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow :) Love this poem. It reminds me of many things...Kepp writing! : D