i don't know why i still love you
every time i write about you
it is all your goodness
that you couldn't see
i wanted to be the one
who showed you your light
all these hopeless dreams i had
maybe i should write the truth
how you only hold me when you're lonely
i realized that so long ago
yet i couldn't stop myself from loving you
sometimes the pain is so much
i wished i could live as your blood
it's the only entrance i could find to your heart
how many times have i cried myself to exhaustion
as much as i tell myself to let you go
i pray to time that these tears will stop
and my heart won't feel this constant ache
