Touching you
Kissing like never before
It’s hard to believe
Tomorrow you’ll be walking out this door
I heard you say I love you
Only it wasn’t to me
You told her it was over
And that you were free
Don’t pretend you don’t know
And this you never said
I know when I wake
You’ll be laying in her bed
This night seems so long,
You secretly want it to go fast
So that in the morning
You can touch her at last
I guess this is goodbye
It’s over between you and me
Tonight will be the last
It wasn’t meant to be
So hold me one last time
As I look in your eyes of blue
These arms I’ve held so long
Are no longer true
About the Creator
Stranna Pearsa
A long time ago I discovered the beauty and magic of the written word. The escape it provided when I was trapped was invaluable to me. It is my goal to provide that gift as it had been bestowed upon me so many times by so many others.
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