When I think of that word That one glorious word, I think of my past I think of what we shared Wondering if you ever really cared I think of everything we could be Everything we should be Knowing we can't We had our chance You have a new love One far better than me
Now we stay friends and I put on that smile Yet I know I will be hurting How ever this may end
The word I think of Is one I fear and hate One I never want and always have The word is love Love for all this pain Love for all this suffering Love is my one glorious word
Fateshand27 · Thu Jul 09, 2009 @ 02:28am · 0 Comments |