What is this deep inside?
An emotion, and no more.
Then why do I feel like
I am flying to the moon.
Why does it hurt,
When he looks away
To take a glance at her.
My stance begins to sway
As my heart falls broken to the floor.
What am I to him?
A puppet and nothing more.
My strings dangle in his hands
As I fall broken to the floor.
This must be why it hurts.
What is this upon my hands?
Just blood.. and nothing more.
I feel nothing as I watch,
It fall do the floor.
So this is what it is like..
To love and to be broken.
Then why do I feel
Something.. much much more.
 Neduls · Sun Mar 20, 2005 @ 05:46pm · 1 Comments |
