When it comes to you an I, the odds are stacked against me.. The chances are so slim, the lights seem so dim, but the light, it shines, its there, its a pitty life seems so unfair, iv been in this situation before, but not with someone nearly as special as you..
When I'm sad , when I'm feeling blue, I turn to you. U give me the strength to carry on , your always there when everything else seems gone , how can me holding you feel so right yet be wrong..
How do I carry on when in the future u may be gone .. When I vision a future I see u there , I want u there, people like u come by once in a lifetime your that rare..
Do u see me there the way I see u there?
Is this question I ask even fair?
Is what I say really okay?
Is this fair on you.. Do u deserve these feelings these emotions I'm putting you through, should I walk away for you to be okay??
Is that what ud prefer me to do..
I don't know anymore ..
Everything inside me may be longing for you, but is this the part , where u tell me I don't belong in your heart, an I'm not worthy of yours..
How could I ever ask u to sacrifice it all, I can't do that, all the odds are stacked against me, am I crazy to have even went this far, this deep, I'm speaking to you while u asleep..
Is this hill just to steep,.. Does this end in u walking away, or will u stay, I new what I may be getting myself into from the very first day.. But never saw myself feeling this way..
I hold you so tight, under the stars that shine so bright, it may be wrong but it feels so right, I touch ur soft skin , gently appreciate every soft spot, feel u close,breathe in an out.. Feel ur warmth from the inside out..
Think to myself, how can I be wrong , how can she be wrong, how can this be wrong, how can what we feel be wrong, how can we just ignore this, in a way
it takes the piss
Something we have together , that some will never find in a lifetime lasting forever ..
Fait shows us we destined together ..
U an I, fait does not lie.. Every time u look me in the eye.. We both know why.
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