Tuesday, October 25, 2011

You.

I've been thinking of you a lot, this morning,
To fight and win your love, or to give up forever.
Well, just to let you know, of what I feel,
You were in my prayers, you were in my dreams.

I've been thinking of you a lot, this morning,
For the seven hundred thousandth time again,
Well, just to let you know the state of what I am,
You're in my thought since I woke up at 4am.

Half of my heart used to think that I loved you,
Now the other half thinks you're the one.
But half of the love is all on me,
And the other half is yours, not returning.

Now how will I win the other half of this love?
When you're so pretty, when you're so smart?
Can't I even make you smile, make you happy?
Who the hell do I think I am?

Cruel it is when you stole my heart and not returning it back to me,
Cruel it is when someone else but me stole yours.
Cruel it is when my prayer to have you is not answered,
Cruel it is when I have to see you swoon over someone else.

Well, just to let you know the way of things right now,
I'm heartbroken, again, this morning.