To the great love that never was
Sunday, February 21, 2010 4:43:20 AM
You may have forgotten me.
We may have never met.
I do not know who you are and very probably never will.
Still, I want you to know I love you.
I did, I do, I will.
As she walks in the room,
Scented and tall,
Hesitating once more.
And as I take on myself,
And the bitterness I felt,
Realise that love lost, while
White horses,
They will take me away,
And the tenderness I feel,
Will send the dark underneath,
Will I follow?
Through the glory of life,
I'm scattered on the floor,
Disappointed and sore.
And in my thoughts I have bled,
For the riddles I've been fed,
Another lie moves over, while
White horses,
They will take me away,
And the tenderness I feel,
Will send the dark underneath,
Will I follow?
While, white horses,
They will take me away,
And the tenderness I feel,
Will send the dark underneath,
Will I follow?












