It's been awhile since I last heard your voice. Sometimes I just wish I didn't have to leave, but how would I suppose to know you were somewhere in my future.
But since its now all in the past, all I can do now is think about you.
What is the point of having it all when I can't have it all. It just does not make sense.
I try to move on but you're always in the way.
Could you have been colder to me, it would have been easier for me to just forget.
And now you're not even talking to me, just leaving me hanging like a broken wind-chime that creates no music, just distorted sounds. Could you have hold me just one more time, I would have been satisfied, or maybe not for greed is one of human's prime sin. But I care not, for if I could only hold your hand while walking through a park again, while kissing in the dark field of nothingness again, I would be content to my fullest.
I just wish you feel the same way after all this time have gone by. I just wish you were here with me.......
