An echo fades into the night, an eerie mournful sound. A shooting star disappears from sight, and I crumble to the ground. There is no life within this garden; my sobs are the only sound. I have poisoned the honeyed fountain where your love could be found. Dazed, I stare at the stars above, my grieving howls fill the night! Unintended betrayal of love has hidden you from my sight. I remember how it used to be when we shared our fears and delights. You are a treasured friend to me. How can I make things right? Feeling afraid, cold and lonely, I long to tell you how I feel, but you don't want to hear me. The pain for you is much too real. Should I back away and build a wall and block away how I feel? Or, should I give you a call? We both need some time to heal. An echo fades into the night as our friendship disappears. How do I know what is right? How can I ease my fears? If I do call you again, would the old wounds reappear? I can't stand to cause you pain. Hurting you again is my worst fear! |
How do I tell you I'm sorry - With a gesture, a look, a touch? How is it I never realized I hurt you so very much? I do not ask forgiveness, A comfort I'll never deserve. I merely want to let you know, But I cannot find the nerve. To finally confront you, face-to-face, To look you in the eye, To face your wrath, your apathy - Too terrified to try. You called me selfish, I turned away, I festered and I fled; Cutting and wounding and lashing out, Just to see if you bled. Betraying and deceiving you, I surely had no right To snatch away such a precious gem; A dark thief in the night. Four years and forever passed To bring us to this day, When I present these simple words I never thought to say. The time has come, it's long past due, To put aside my fear; Would this confession torture you, Or have you longed to hear? To hear those two forbidden words, To vanquish all the pain, To understand my dearest wish: To know you once again. The years aged me remarkably, Though they have not made me wise; I do know I erred irrevocably - For that I apologize. |
I came to you the hour I was in pain Looking for answers, I cried to you in vain. I shared the many skeletons hiding in my heart, I knew then you'd be my friend, I knew it from the start. Troubles ran like rivers, flowing through my life, You picked the pieces up and help me through my strife. When home wasn't home to me no more, You opened up your heart, and opened up the door. We cried into night until the early morn. We solaced each other's pain and shared our many thorns. As time flew, the air grew thick, I saw our friendship fading, and my heart grew sick. The day had arrived, When it was time to say goodbye. Now I sit alone, reminiscing the past I'd blown. |
There is a storm in my heart It tears my inside apart I am bleeding and I am hurt Like a wingless little bird Then it turns dark And for a moment I see The pain that was inside of me And on a journey I embark In search of answers In search of truth In search of understanding In search of you My guiding star in darkness Like a little stream in the desert Everything about you seems flawless But that is what causes the hurt Your perfect features do not belong to me You do not deserve my chains You need to live and see What it means to be free So spread your wings and fly away For I can not fulfill your dream But if you should fall one day I'll guide you and be that little stream So go and discover it all And know that wherever you go Whatever you do and might feel The only thing you need to do is call |
What would life be with out friends like thee I'll tell you, like no longer being free. Imagine what life would be so sad and blue To go through life without that special you. And I know we live so far away Through the internet we are like castaways Never get to touch or hug you for this I only pray For some day I hope we can meet To hug and laugh and dance to the beat I know this would be a treat For now this is all I see Is my good friend here with me Just think what life would be Without friends like thee |
My soul is the piano, his words are the keys. Together we compose, the best of symphonies. How my soul replays his words of the day. Like a composer writing a play. I hear the music, as he strikes a key. an orchestra, is what I see. Two soul that share a common ground. a friendship they have found. What is a piano, without the player. It's like a soul, without a desire. It sits alone in the dark, waiting for someone to light a spark. A hope or a desire, waiting for someone to inspire. To play a song of the heart, a song of two souls that will never depart. |