The love stories..
With every love song,
I think of you..
I can’t control this,
But it happens…
With every love story in a movie,
I cry cause I know this will never happen with us…
But you made me believe it could…
And now I’m stuck, with a feeling,
A feeling so strong… I don’t know how to push it away…
But you don’t want to know any of it,
For you, this was enough..
I can’t get you out of my mind..
But I can never tell you how I feel,
Cause you don’t want to know..
You lid up that feeling,
And then put out your flame..
But mine is still burning,
And I don’t know what to do with it..
You made me feel so wanted,
You made me feel good about myself..
But after all your actions,
You made me feel dirty and wrong..
You made me feel unworthy,
You made me feel so low..
I’m stuck with the feeling of being nothing..
Being nothing to you..
But still this flame that you re-lid again,
I can’t blow it out…
And there for, I cry with every love story in the movies,
Knowing, it can never be…
And I think of you, with every love song,
Knowing, I’ll be writing a lot of them soon..