Wish I could send you my tears
Wish I tell you my fears
Wish I could let you know how I feel
Wish I could have you near
Dont know if you want to believe
Or if you care anymore?
But know that i miss you
I miss us
Miss what we used to be
Miss seeing you smile
Miss your hands laced in mine
The evenings spent laughing
Your hugs filling me with warmth
The wind on our face
Our smiles reflecting in our eyes
Where are you?
Will you not be around anymore?
Is it so hard for you to keep in touch?
Or you dont need me anymore?
I guess I wouldnt know..
I wont beg, I wont plead
Maybe this is how it is meant to be.
Wish I tell you my fears
Wish I could let you know how I feel
Wish I could have you near
Dont know if you want to believe
Or if you care anymore?
But know that i miss you
I miss us
Miss what we used to be
Miss seeing you smile
Miss your hands laced in mine
The evenings spent laughing
Your hugs filling me with warmth
The wind on our face
Our smiles reflecting in our eyes
Where are you?
Will you not be around anymore?
Is it so hard for you to keep in touch?
Or you dont need me anymore?
I guess I wouldnt know..
I wont beg, I wont plead
Maybe this is how it is meant to be.
6 comments:
Some things are best if they are treasured as memories.
The last line clears all the dilemma built up over the lines.
So true...sometimes things are meant to be this way! The last line says it all.
*love*
Perhaps, she'd never know what is going on, on the other side. All she can do is hope, that good times return, for good.
Why the sad mood these days in your writings?
Regards,
Blasphemous Aesthete
Loved the last lines :)
Beautiful!
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