Lost Love
By: Cry
"It takes two to tango,
but it just takes three to break it up."
It's the moment you lose it...
your trust betrays you and starts
to break inside, forgetful for letting love in.
everything's coming to an end faster
than the rain pouring from your eyes.
In this moment you're shattered -
cutting love down to size.
through frowning brows you cross
your arms, pouting like you were five.
it's time you put some faith in life
- but time's just passing by.
Interests are no longer the same, it's
all a big mistake. maybe not the biggest
made, but gigantic nonetheless.
feeling like you're competing for
second best - A wreckless wreck!
love is your passion, but also your crime.
because one is out of reach, and
the other robs you blind...
one's threatened when you look at her,
and the other's easy on the eyes.
but the one you need doesn't see
she loves you, and the other doesn't try.
the girl's love you want is out of reach
- the other lets hers die.
Your heart's stopped but it's still beating,
this phantom floating inside your chest -
kills deeply... yet it still allows another love
to clot the open veins. all too beautiful, but
the feeling of it burns... and the pain for
hurting the weaker love by leaving,
is requesting you not to let her soar.
because the wings she spreads may break
her chest, and this might break you more.
do you think forever? or will you risk the heart's
pain... like saying: "do I make mistakes? or
maybe I should change things
from that same old thing..."
your question aches - and it won't ever stop
until you figure out how to let love go,
- without letting her's pop.
.
.
.
and just think...
.
.
"It's only that much harder,
when your love's hanging from the string."
peace.
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