Flower and the rain

Ache

Tell me, do you love me...
as I do not want to fight for a love that is not mine.

If you'd rather have her tell me
although I couldn't bare to hear.
If you'd rather be alone say it
although I couldn't stand to leave.

I love you so, but am I a ghost?
Haunting for your attention, your affection..

You promise me your heart, however I hear other.
Sounds of betrayal, lost love...are you still into her.

Mothers and sisters still hung up.
Are you still in love?
Did you believe you had the one?
Do you believe you had the one...

I understand loss.
I understand that you have seen more, felt more,
kissed more...

But for you my all aches.
The sun could disappear from the sky ,
yet the touch of your skin to mine could heat the frozen vessels inside.

Still I fear that the loss of you would crumble my heart
and rob me of my soul,
leaving me with the haunting memory..

The wicked thoughts;

was I enough
was I truly wanted
was I ever loved...