Hope You Heard
When it comes to you I am selfish
No amount of preacher's words
come close to forgiving the sin.
Looking into your eyes I can see
your past, present, and future
No telling which I've made my home in.
If life were going to end tomorrow
I'd want my last day to be with you,
because finding someone you'd give everything for
comes once in a blue moon.
It doesn't matter what I do
when you aren't with me
there is nothing but emptiness,
And I almost think I could fade away into nothing
A vast darkness turned a field of endless bliss.
You may take my words and laugh at them,
scoff at them, make them meaningless to you
and refuse to care.
Whether you do or do not care at all,
like a masochist I'll still be there.
To see your dreams through
and have them come true
for me would be a heaven in and of itself.
Seeing you smile is the antidote to my depression
Doctors can keep their limitless supply of drugs
on their own medicine cabinet shelf.
Sometimes I wish I could take my emotions
and send them to you telepathically,
seems easier that way,
Than to have to try explaining the complexity
you create inside me
each and every single day.
Though I've tried my best to bring
words to this kind of feeling
I all but fail to add my soul to every word.
It seems that I have nothing left I can do
but to say I Love You
And to hope you heard.