A broken blade of glass may cut deeper that the skin,
One year, six months, you said,
your words a single blade of grass.
All of our passion, all of our love,
Where did it all go?
I miss you so much,
and the feelings we shared.
Everyday I wish I could go back and take back all I said,
Only to have you in my arms again.
You were my lover,
My best friend.
The person I could talk to and cry on,
You were the sun to my little world of darkness and pain,
My small spring.
Sweet, sweet lover,
My shining prince,
How long has it been?
One year, 2 months, and 2 weeks, but who's counting?
Only you stole my heart,
And lifted me up.
Only to throw my back down.
You were my savior and friend,
And now you are my enemy,
My end.
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I love the specifics u use liek one year six months and a single blade of grass.
thanks, the one year six months part came from a song by Yellowcard called 'One year six months' that was one of the last thing he said to me.
"Just wait one year, six months"
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