Thursday, October 18, 2007

I count the steps that you take,
When you turned me away.
Don’t you see how much you mean to me?
A second of cowardice,
Leading to a lifetime of regrets.
And with every step I take,
My heart grows heavier.
Don’t you see how much you really mean to me?

Why do I still love you?
Why do I still think about you?
It’s not that I don’t want to forget you.
But why did you turn me away,
When this has just started;
When our feelings are crystal clear.

If only I said my piece,
Than I might have felt much better;
And perhaps, it might be easier on you too.
We met at the wrong place,
At the wrong time.
But I hope we’ll meet again soon.
And when we do meet,
I hope we are ready-
I hope we meet at the right place;
And I hope we meet at the right time.