Saturday, August 17, 2013
What a mystery you are, love.
To cause so much joy when you are around.
Everything seems to glow and shine, nothing brings me down.
But off you went, without a whisper.
Just silence laps from a country afar.
Now everything is dull and I just wait and see.
My love, will you come back to me?
Well I guess not eh, so its only me left.
I'll harbour the pain I feel of not being good enough.
The joy that comes in my heartbreak I feel,
Is the realisation that LOVE should have began within me.