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In fear no tired hearts bleed
I imagine the soft winds
that to my face cling
to be your hands
and your breath on my skin
For so many nights
I've been aching
for your presence
until my heart is breaking
No matter how far away
or how long ago
I can't deny
this yearning in my soul
These pictures of you
in my head
taunting me as I try
to find comfort in my own bed
Holding on to
a hopeless desire
afraid to relate to reality
so many tears in this fire
But the tears are silent
and never enough
my constant reminder
of this unrequited love
*written by me
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