• There is so much I want to tell you,
    So much I need to share,
    The truth is eating me.
    But worse then the lies,
    And the pain of the secrets,
    Is the fear,
    The fear of loosing you,
    And the knowing that you are doing what I can not.
    I love you so deep,
    Know that.
    But some things, I just have to keep.
    The past is the past, as you tell me so much,
    But the pains of my memories,
    They haunt my dreams.
    The tears still slip through,
    With reasons unknown.
    Just hold me in your arms,
    And never let go.
    I’m sorry I’m so broken.