I know my arms can never again
give you the solace his do now,
and I know I've lost you
but I keep trying anyhow;
It's my fault I never said
all the thoughts that were in my head,
and it's my fault I never told
what importance in my life you hold.
I know my lips will never be as appealing
and my eyes will be but a pale comparison to his,
you no longer find comfort in my hands
and my mind is struggling to get over this;
why didn't I tell you of my love
while you were still mine to dream of,
and why didn't I let you know
how much I couldn't bear for you to go?
Life is turning hazy now,
the pain is becoming too much to bear;
I would give my soul to hold you once more
and just run my hands once again through your hair;
I can't believe this mistake I've made,
it's caused my life's only dream to fade.
The one last thing I say to you before I see my last setting sun
is simply this: I always loved you, hon. -- Asher Killian, Laura (6-20-00)
