What’s in this heart of mine
It’s hard to swallow feels that I want so much to share,
Pretend as if it’s just too late for the love no longer there,
Drifting on from day to day with the hurt that’s in my heart,
From something that is just no more and lives now torn apart,
Beneath these sheets I lay alone like I do every night,
I try hard not to miss you and I try with all my might,
The lonely empty feeling that I get from missing you,
Will no doubt haunt me for sometime like feelings often do,
They say the longest mile you’ll crawl is the one after you fall,
I ‘ve fallen oh so many times it’s so hard to bear it all,
Still I dream the day will come when you’ll be in my arms,
And all the pain and hurt inside will simple then be gone,
I find myself each and every day wondering what will I do,
It’s hard to think I’ll have to go on in this life without you,
I miss you more each and every day and I will for some time,
All because I cannot share what’s in this heart of mine.
©Peter Jacobs
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