Possible SolutionIf I could finda way somehowto travel back through timeI would goand do it all againwith differences this timeI would notbuy you trinketsnor items, materialI would stop my eyesfrom gazing atdistractions all aroundI'ld shout it fromthe rooftops and screamit in the streetsHave you metthis person asShe means so much to meHer name is Kathy Malloyand though Gentileshe may beThere is no otherfor me, asShe's the only one for meAnd if at thisI then did fail youmy course it would be clearI'ld travel once moreback through timeto when we first did meetI'ld arrange so thatIt never came to passWe two had ever metFor happiness ittruly seems israre enough to findBut happiness andheartache makes youwish your heart was blind
Ruled by my headMy HeadI let it rulemy heartI seeThat IWas WrongAnd nowI guessYou'll SayGood byeAnd leave meOn my ownI guessThat IDeserve thisFor ignoringAll of theWarning signsWhich atThe TimeI couldNot seeFor clearlyI was blindIf I hadOnly realisedThat I wasTruely happyI could've beenHappy StillAnd nowIt seemsLike solitudeAnd darknessWill chooseMe to engulfI guessI will returnOnce moreTo the placeI knowSo wellI willOnce moreBe welcomedBack intoMy personalOwn hellAnd hereI guessI'll liveOut theRemainder ofMy DaysAlwaysJustPretendingTo beHappyAnywayJust toStop themAsking whyI don'tEnjoyMy lifeI guessI amA wasteOf spaceMy peersWereRightIt seemsFor I'mThe onlyOneTo blameFor ShatteringMy dreams
I am the foolEvery day,I miss you Kathy,I miss you more and more.I miss your laugh,I miss your smile,I even miss your scowl.It's times like this,I wish I might,just travel back in time.To when youHeld meClose to youAnd whisperedThat you'llBe MineI guessI was a foolOf sortsAs I didn't realiseThat those momentsWould not last foreverIt's times like thisI truly wishI'ld come to realiseHow fleetingWere those momentsWhere happiness residesI feel a foolFor loosing gripOn that which I had hadAnd truly nowI must admitAt the game of love I'm badI never sawThe little thingsI should have recognisedI caused you painAnd sufferingFor which I can't abideAnd so I guessI leave it nowDecisions up to youCan weTry againTo put it rightOr will youTell MeWe are through
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