You stay, but for how long?
You are the dark green circle in my iris.
The mascara stain on my pillow.
The Feeling of replaying in my mind,
What I'm going to do when our love,
Our true true love falls apart in my hands.
Who will ever make me feel the way you make me feel?
Will I be able to love another the way I do with you?
I have a funeral marching around my heart, singing,
Telling me to get prepared. To not cry to strongly,
For I need to save my tears, my energy, for my time will come.
When my eyes will speak the words my heart cannot bare to say.
The part that kills me, is that I have to replay it.
Replay what will surely happen, and wait....
For my heart will soon shatter