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I was in love once
It over took me
Surrounded me, held me
Tighter then I have ever been held before
Two heartbeats…just two
Entwined in a vine of possibilities, lying under rays of hopes and dreams
Paths that were able to be…anything that they wanted to be.
Now when I look into the mirror…the only thing I see is a shadow of you
Your touch no longer lingers on my cheek.
Your heartbeat is so faint; it is as if it was never here
Your laugh…so distant I find myself straining to listen for it.
Love
I thought you had me
In my mind I felt that we understood one another
That there was nothing that I could tell you that you would not be capable of understanding
I am numb, confused by the levels of truth, fulfillment, misplaced by the balance of life
Lost in a world that only has me in it.
If I had a chance to tell you how much I miss you would you accept what I tell you?
Sometimes I wish that I could wake up from this dream
At times I wonder why I write these things
A wonderer, who is looking for peace
Lost between time…and misunderstandings
I will never forget you…
It over took me
Surrounded me, held me
Tighter then I have ever been held before
Two heartbeats…just two
Entwined in a vine of possibilities, lying under rays of hopes and dreams
Paths that were able to be…anything that they wanted to be.
Now when I look into the mirror…the only thing I see is a shadow of you
Your touch no longer lingers on my cheek.
Your heartbeat is so faint; it is as if it was never here
Your laugh…so distant I find myself straining to listen for it.
Love
I thought you had me
In my mind I felt that we understood one another
That there was nothing that I could tell you that you would not be capable of understanding
I am numb, confused by the levels of truth, fulfillment, misplaced by the balance of life
Lost in a world that only has me in it.
If I had a chance to tell you how much I miss you would you accept what I tell you?
Sometimes I wish that I could wake up from this dream
At times I wonder why I write these things
A wonderer, who is looking for peace
Lost between time…and misunderstandings
I will never forget you…
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