Shes my favorite source of company
we spent alot of time dreaming
now the couch cushions stay cold
and days go by slower
than any ive known
It really seems like
the minute hand is taking its precious time
keeping me in the worst hour of my life
our once perfectly aligned beating hearts
are now apart forever
our loving memories are now
the hardest for me to remember
why cant you just give me a second try
to rebuild the broken bridge
seperating our staring eyes
My silence is found
where hindsight is as lost as can be
I feel like im running in circles
all around the words I mean to speak
who can I trust in when a world apart
is right where you planted the seed
where you wanted me to be
I guess ill take in some sun
grow from a bleeding type to a blushing one
and hope the end will come soon
so I can feel the reality of dying in love
I am so close to blooming
just to give up