In a desperate trance I wait for you,
too in love to move or think,
you ripped me apart, tore me in two,
before I could even blink.
Your deep green eyes they torture me,
forever mocking my dark tears,
your sweet, sweet laughter circles me,
still ringing in my ears,
You do not hold me.
You do not kiss me.
You do not love me.
Like you used to.
Your love it is for someone else,
but my love, you are for me.
we were so good, so perfect so fine,
but still, i'm left behind.
I wish that you would hold me.
I wish that you would kiss me.
I wish that you would love me.
Like you used to.
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