[I'm not into the idea of living without you]
I'd say I regret,
But there's something in your eyes that makes me forget,
The times that I believed that love was good as love could be,
I had it all, but I was wrong.
Thought I'd been touched,
Thought I'd been kissed,
Thought I'd been loved,
But it was nothing like this.
You can't describe the sea,
Unless you been there before.
It's just a mystery,
Until your standing on the shore,
And moved by every wave
Taking your breath away like you do,
To me.
Thought I'd been touched,
Thought I'd been kissed,
Thought I'd been loved,
But it was nothing nothing like this.
It's like another life,
Like I haven't felt a thing, until you.
Thought I'd been touched,
Thought I'd been kissed,
Thought I'd been loved,
But it was nothing like this.
He's been gone almost 5 days now...my bestfriend. 5 days since he pulled out of the driveway and left me sitting there. I cried oceans of tears and was mad as a wet hen in winter, but non of that is going to make him return. He said he would be different and I said he was lying, but you know...maybe he is going to be the one who proves 1 out of 100 is different. I long to spend time with him, hear his voice, see his face...I long to be with him even if it is just laying there, silent, doing nothing. Because doing absolutley nothing with him is way better than doing anything with any of the others. He's different all right, because when I am with him that's not a fake smile or a fake laugh. I don't have to tell myself to have fun....it. just. happens. Who knows what God has in store for me, for him, for us(?) in the future...I hope it involves us being best friends forever. Up to the very end, until our journey ends. I may find love in someone else, friends in others, and happiness elsewhere in the future...but I know it will be nothing like this. Nothing like being with him on a Sunday afternoon, Friday night, or anytime anywhere, I've had people care, people laugh with me, and people love me....but its nothing like this...with him.<3

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