I loved you so much
I thought about you everyday
But there was something
That I never got to tell you.
I love you
I want you
But now I can't
Anymore. Now that
I am gone.
Everytime in the halls,
And I passed by you,
My heart would beat so fast.
Sometimes, I thought you liked me too.
We have been friends for a long time,
But, it hurts everytime that I think of you
You aren't there anymore.
I never got to tell you how much I loved you.
How much I cared about you.
How much you helped through tough times.
I guess we were never meant to be.
I'm sorry.
I thought about you everyday
But there was something
That I never got to tell you.
I love you
I want you
But now I can't
Anymore. Now that
I am gone.
Everytime in the halls,
And I passed by you,
My heart would beat so fast.
Sometimes, I thought you liked me too.
We have been friends for a long time,
But, it hurts everytime that I think of you
You aren't there anymore.
I never got to tell you how much I loved you.
How much I cared about you.
How much you helped through tough times.
I guess we were never meant to be.
I'm sorry.
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
you were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh
i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house or fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars
you didn't have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
you said your chance at love had past you by
i told I'm here so don't you cry
our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light
you were like my Juliet and i your romeo
you love me i love you that's all i need to know
no longer will you dream of love that's true
no longer will i wander my search has led to you
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?