28.1.11

Rifle Green

It tears me apart
The thought of you
I want to see you smile
At me

But you're too far
I can't reach
So I have to make
With what is here

It feels like you're summer
Though I should know it isn't true
Seems I have to get by
Till I forget about you

He hears me, He knows
He knows of the nights, the thoughts
He knows what your wry face means
He knows what it means to me

Still my heart hinges on hope
That you're mine
Though I know it isn't true
It can't be

So I will wait
Till time proves
That it is true
That you aren't mine

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