Only if. . . he wonders if she would stay. . .
he remembers, as if it was yesterday
tears in her eyes made her vision blurry
life became a desert, trapped in a sandstorm, unable to see
all she ever asked – the three letter question
“why” – no matter how hard, he is beyond redemption
guilt is the ugly brother of sin
it eats his heart from within
hope and fear huddle against each other
as if they were made for one another
touched by unbearable pain
lukewarm tears leave behind a stain
towards her heart, running down her cheek
a glowing visage, left behind so bleak
promises, it took months to put out the blaze
“how can I smile, if I ever see that face
again
you don’t understand.”
there is more to this story
neither about romance nor glory
be beyond words
she starts at the end, ‘cause it hurts
where do you go from here
you let go, out of fear
to lose everything
sweet nothings.
Pen ‘N’ Paper
Copyright © 2011
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