What I Want
Does it matter what I want?
Would you listen if I tried to tell you?
How my heartaches whenever I get close to you?
How it's killing me each day to pretend that i'm
ok with us just being friends.
For me that's the case I don't how you feel
your so good at concealing everything
when all I want is for you to just reveal
the truth. Even if it's harsh... I think I need
some a good reality check cause right now
I feel lost. On rainy days when I can't sleep
I think about your lips. How I miss that kiss.
How I would pay a fortune just to be able
to kiss you passionately like before.
Your hands that's another story.
I miss them roaming down improper places
on my body. I miss the way you'd make me feel
like at least one thing in this world was real.
A place where I could escape; I don't know
about you but in your arms I always felt safe.
It was a freedom for me; a certain kind of high.
Now your making me experience withdrawl
and honestly I don't want to fight it.
I don't want to have to ignore the urge that grows
stronger everyday. You and I in my mind paint so
many vivid pictures that just won't go away.
I want to feel you. I want to reach out to you.
But does it matter what I want? Apparently not.
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