sabato 19 febbraio 2011

Torn

Another fight
third time this week
He's left alone
His outlook bleak
She used to love him
She used to care
Now she yells
that he's never there

But there's another 
stealing his heart
As damaged as he
he loved her from the start

Like sunshine after a sudden storm
her smile brightened his day
Like a breath of fresh air on a humid day
her innocence gave him hope

She gave and gave 
and asked for nothing in return
She was his other half 
his lover
his friend

But as strong a love 
he had for his lover
he still had love 
for his girl
He had seen him through dark times
and fought for him in turn

Torn between two women
If only he could see
How wrong his girl was for him
and how right his lover could be...

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