الثلاثاء، 3 فبراير 2009

His coat & fav black hat

bring yesterday back...... & tell him that love is their bless..... tell him she's still waiting maybe then he wont be leaving her alone..... that her heart is still broken.... still broken since this last tear she lost for him in the rain.....
bring yesterday back.....& tell him that she dreamed of herself dieing in his arms..... under the rain..... in the middle of an empty street.... at night.... tell him that he was holding her so tight while crying...that his tears were the rain..... tell him that she asked an old wise lady about it & the lady told her that the empty street has been always a bad sign..... so plz tell him that she desperately wants him back .....so to prove this ugly old lady wrong !!......
bring yesterday back...... & tell him that she waits all night..... each & every night...... wearing this black dress he loves..... maybe he come holding her this red beautiful rose he promised to bring.....tell him she waits all night that she end up sleeping on the same chair he used to sit reading on..... that she sleeps wearing his coat & holding his fav black hat...... maybe one day he'll notice them missing & come back to pick them up.....so then..... just then she'll get to have this last chance to be looking in those pure eyes she miss & have this one last goodbye hug & a gentle kiss.......
bring yesterday back....& tell him that she've stolen this passion he have for music....the same night she stole his heart....tell him his guitar wont give him the same warmth it used to give him before....cause everytime he'll hold it he'll remember her arms around him and this warmth those tender arms used to bring....tell him she too wont be enjoying doing anything without him.....that she wont find anymore words to write.....cause he stole her wise mind the same day he stole her precious soul and left....she wont be feeling the wind and the gentle rain drops on her skin anymore cause she'll always remember his kisses.... those kisses that were more gentle on her skin than the wind and the tough rain drops.....
bring yesterday back.....& tell him that she isn't a whole anymore without him.....& that before she met him she used to convince herself she was.... but now that he's gone she's suffering being a useless half again....tell him that he himself wont bear the pain this feeling will bring him....
let tom come....& tell him that this she that loves him so is ME .....tell him that i met him in my dreams....we talked.... we sang....we cried....he held me in his arms....we set on the sand....watching the full moon he once took as a lover.....he told me about his dream of being the world's fav rockstar....of sharing such dream with a passionate lady who understands him and nv get jealous that sometimes his eyes sparks more for music than for her....& he smiled and then....he left....& ooh i wish i've told him before he left that i do understand...and that i wont get jealous and if i did i wont be showing it out....but i don't know why..... i just smiled....!!
but for tonight don't tell him that this she is me....I'll be waiting for him myself wearing this black dress he loves....& maybe end up sleeping on his chair wearing his coat and holding his fav black hat....wishing that maybe this time he'll notice them missing and he'll come back to pick them up....so then...and just then i'll get to tell him what i couldn't say yesterday.......
I LOVE U .....!!

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