An ode to lost loves, both real and imaginary....
Let me be the moon again.
It is only under my moon light
That your beauty will shine
SHE:
Pretty words, that's all they are!
Why say things you do not mean?
I'll not worry though,
I've heard them all my life!
Why say things you do not mean?
I'll not worry though,
I've heard them all my life!
HE:
That I know,
All your life you’ve waited,
That also I know,
Do not you realize?
SHE:
I only realize
That shallow is your soul,
You look at me and smile at another
HE:
My eyes are only for you
The rest of the world can take whatever they want
SHE: Including your heart?
Haven’t you given it away enough?
What is left for me?
HE:
I have been unhappy enough!
You can have all the broken pieces,
And mend them again
Until you have it whole
SHE:
A second-hand heart?
I deserve more.
HE:
Love can never be second-hand
SHE:
I do not want love.
Neither do I want to love.
HE:
Yet, you love me.
SHE:
I can only laugh,
You don’t love me,
But expect me to love you?
HE:
Maybe in time wounds will heal
SHE:
I suppose I can wait,
I have waited so much
What harm would a little more do?
HE:
Come to me, then!
SHE:
Come, I will only when I am ready
Hurt I have been, again and again
Still, ready I am now, though
HE:
Now, my smiles are also for you and you alone.
SHE:
I can only hope.
HE:
You doubt me.
SHE:
Hah, I know my doubts are true.
Your sadness is just an illusion
I do not know
why I cling to you
HE:
Once, I loved you.
Twice, I have failed you
Thrice, I beg of you
Do whatever you want with me
Just, don't bring me to my knees
they are soft, not used to hard stones.
they are soft, not used to hard stones.
SHE:
Hurt you, I cannot
You are after all my moon
How will I shine,
If there’s a hole in you?
HE:
Is that all you care about?
You shining?
SHE:
Smile, I can
That’s how I answer you.
HE:
I must know,
What do you love about me?
SHE:
I love the fact
that you are always so warm.
HE:
Sigh, I must
Is that all?
Now, I must walk away.
A final goodbye, I must say
SHE:
I shall only smile again,
Had I not known?
Should I have told him?
What warmth meant to me
Perhaps he would have stayed then.
It rains a lot more now
although you can't see the raindrops
but it's still raining all the same
too bad, that now,
but it's still raining all the same
too bad, that now,
Neither do I have his umbrella,
Nor his fire.
