Every day…I write you a love letter. No pen, no paper, just what’s inside my heart. I know they never reach you. But, right now I’m OK with that. Because, no matter how many words I’ve written, or how many more I’ll write. My heart will never close what was, what is…what will forever be, the best chapters of my life.
my love for you is like a book with stolen pages beautiful words erased deleted lines…replaced everything’s torn from the very bind words rewritten that were never mine an unknown author with a tale of a broken heart spends his lonely days with nowhere to start his pen runs dry there’s nothing more to capture in this tragic love story without its final chapter
Tell me to turn and walk away I’ll just try harder than I did today Tell me to move on and completely forget I’ll just think about you more every chance I get Tell me you hate me and you no longer care I’ll just know you’re still hurting and need more time to repair Tell me I’ve banished from your broken little heart I’ll just be here with the pieces until the day, we’re no longer apart