The looks, the heat.
Every smile, so sour, so sweet.
I had known you made me complete.
Everything I needed, I never wanted more.
Yet every time, I was rundown straight to the core.
Every kiss, every step, every dance on the floor.
Everything was nothing.
When you left me out that door.
Our life, our plans, our future, in your hands.
Like a stab or a wound.
I'll get better if I can.
I tried so hard, for one who wanted more, for someone's heart.
Who won't be allowed to be tamed.
It was the best, a love never small but when one leaves the other, the best will fall.
Let the tears drop.
Let the feelings fly.
Because at least not in public.
I will not cry.
My heart still beats, locked in your chest.
It's pitiful, sad, but I love you.
If you can hear me far away.
Stay, you can trample my heart.
But don't ever go away.
But if not, you're gone, I don't expect less.
But if it's true just lay with me and rest your head upon my shoulder.
Help me rebuild me.
Help me with my strengths.
My weakness.
Out of whatever that's left.