I can no longer ignore, doubt, or deny
and I refuse to keep this like a secret to hide
that the love of my life is no longer mine
I wish I could go back to that time
to return what was once given
because everything is so much differnet now than it was in the beginning
I miss us driving around, getting lost and drinking
with the radio so loud you couldn't hear us singing
those same songs that have taken brand new meanings
and I don't want to sleep anymore I'm tired of waking up dreaming...
of the time when we used to burn brighter than all the nights stars combined
he'd harvest the moons for me and rob the oceans of their tides
and gift wrap the universe if he could make it mine
he used to illuminate my very soul inside
with passion that even a statue would cry
he would tempt my body to submit to him
and kiss my skin to taste
everyday that passed he loved me more than time could ever waste
and I cant imagine anything close to the beauty his love displays
with no promise of tomorrow he'd love me just the same
he would give me anything except for my breath he took away
he gave my heart a home and not a temporary space
he used to be my hero that gave true love a face
© Quila Marie