If She Ever Came Back to Me…

And if she ever came back to me, the moon would be so bright that I could live through the nights

The light, would guide me on an open path, and each challenge wouldn’t need my fucking wrath

I’d feel, all the emotions again that used to crawl through my skin

My fears, nothing but idol signs and I could spend my time writing some rhymes

And Life, wouldn’t be so hard I could worry about going instead of keeping my mind on when I’d depart
The start, would be so far from the end, and the pain would break not just bend

And if she ever came back to me through the fog I could see, so far into a hopeless fight, so many bright lights

The love, not a word I’m supposed to say but these poems are made in an honest way

The kiss, is better than anything I think after I could even sing
Her eyes, are so beautiful and there’s nothing more to say

Her face, is so fucking cute, when I look at it I go simply mute

The end, wouldn’t begin and I’d have time to wash away every sin

 

And if she came back to me I’d finally feel free, from the shackles that hold me back from glee

The agony, of being so far away, I think about her every second of every day

The tears, they stroll down so long, she told me not to love her so I feel I’m doing something wrong

The songs, so many that I wrote, they weigh so heavy they could sink my boat

The wish, is that maybe one day something could change and maybe our lives we could rearrange

But if she came back, I’d be the happiest, but as long as she is happy I’ll stay where I stand