Lines in my face
Only her fingers could trace.
Each trail erased from the crevice of a heartache.
Heart ache, heart break-
Never a time to make, up for the number of times I could have made up-
An excuse to keep going forward, going towards the blissful nostalgia that is euphoria.
Palms are sweaty,
Heart is heavy-
You say you're gone I'm ready.
I see hee makes you smile,
I remember when I did for a while.
I'm letting go but holding out,
But without a doubt,
I want you back.
It's my plan of attack,
I'm gonna keep lovin' till my heart stops
Going all in until I got nothing-
Left.
Nothing gold can stay but you're worth diamonds.
Call me a preacher,
Because every night is a prayer that you'd come back.
Asking God could he please,
Don't you see?
You mean all the world to me.
Amen.