LonELy LiFe

It’s been a bad day I’m getting used to it now another sad day I’d cry but I dunno how I’m drowning in thoughts of how things used to be my chest was shut tight complete w/ purity It’s out in the open should’ve kept to myself I’ll learn from mistakes take my heart off the shelf my soul has now fled it’s my body alone and it’s far too much hurt for my heart to come home I give it up now there’s no way to win w/o you here my world still spins It’s been a bad day I’ll try to let it not show another sad day and I’m just letting go….

Remember my theory about saying love too many times can diminish the value of the word, well I was wrong my sweet. It always feels like its being said for the very first time, as though all I ever had to offer to anyone is offered all at once to you, and for an instant, I feel week and powerless, my heart exhausted, but never vulnerable, for I know you will be there to receive my love, and then replenish it each moment a thought of you runs through my head.