I call her everyday just hear her say "Hello". I disconnect and time fades away so slow. Typing out texts which I can never send. I delete them till the very end. I wish I could tell her how much I care I wish I could apologize for all those times I wasn't there. I wish I could tell her how much my heart melts everytime I think about our moments together. The rain is my comfort during this cold stormy weather. The girl who owns my heart and I gave her my soul. But I broke her heart when she gave me an opportunity to have it and hold. We were both young and stupid and kids we were called. This is how life does unfold, it's with her I pictured myself growing old. I never knew that stormy night would be our last kiss. I never knew we'd end up like this. She won't look back cause her pride is strong, funny how that was my theory all along. My love my love my fearless love, I will not say goodbye. The sea may rise and the sky may fall, but I go on, go on bravely into the darkest night. I tremble with fear and cling on to our memories so dear. My heart, my heart, my drowning heart with all the tears I've cried. I may weep forevermore, I will never say goodbye. I lie to myself as my reflection in the mirror tells me how my soul has died. Inside I may be broken, deep down I'm destroyed. My feelings and emotions are a wreck with which everyone has toyed. I scream her name aloud, I am but proud to say she was mine. Taken from me in due time. Her smile so radiant and her brown eyes so deep. I still feel her hold on to me as I lay my head to try and sleep. My love, my love, my precious love I sing to you with passion and praise. No one else can ever take your place. I lay back stiff as age has my number. Dirt on my tomb for my eternal slumber. As loved ones visit with sobs and the tears they cry. When you visit know that, my love, my love, my fearless love, I will not say goodbye. The sea may rise and the sky may fall. My love for you will never die.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
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