The secrets you left underneath my shirt that night were cold and broken like a rose in the winter. Why would you whisper such things? And why would you hold them in for so long?
Your secrets are sealed in my heart. I wouldn't unwrap them for anybody...
Monday, January 10, 2011
Scratch
Remember those nights that summer?
You would play the music, and I would dance the dance.
The music ended too soon...
You would play the music, and I would dance the dance.
The music ended too soon...
Out of the Wilderness
Soon you will be healed.
Soon it will be a new day.
Stay strong, dear heart, the wait will soon be over, and all that I have promised you will come...
Soon it will be a new day.
Stay strong, dear heart, the wait will soon be over, and all that I have promised you will come...
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Taken
When I promised you forever, I gave you my heart. And when you give someone your heart, you ask them to take the biggest risk of their life. A risk is when something of utmost value is at it's highest stake.
You do not realize the value of what is within your heart, and you do not know how worthy you were that I took a risk for you.
You do not realize the value of what is within your heart, and you do not know how worthy you were that I took a risk for you.
Picking Up & Leaving Off
I can tell you I listen to our song everyday.
I can tell you I miss your soft skin.
I can tell you I still say the same phrases.
I can tell you I laughed at your jokes the other day.
I can tell you I looked at that picture of us last night.
I can tell you I cried too many tears the day you left.
I can tell you how hard it was to stay away from you.
I can tell you why I did what I did.
I can tell you that your friends still like me.
I can tell you that your mom called me to see how I was doing.
I can tell you it will be a while before I'm okay.
I can tell you I still go back to our place the first Friday of each month.
I can tell you cried too many tears for me the night I let you go.
But I can't tell you if we'll ever be the way we were ever again. . .
I can tell you I miss your soft skin.
I can tell you I still say the same phrases.
I can tell you I laughed at your jokes the other day.
I can tell you I looked at that picture of us last night.
I can tell you I cried too many tears the day you left.
I can tell you how hard it was to stay away from you.
I can tell you why I did what I did.
I can tell you that your friends still like me.
I can tell you that your mom called me to see how I was doing.
I can tell you it will be a while before I'm okay.
I can tell you I still go back to our place the first Friday of each month.
I can tell you cried too many tears for me the night I let you go.
But I can't tell you if we'll ever be the way we were ever again. . .
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