Been in a daze for two or three days
Thinking about the one that means so much to me
Never have I felt the true love of a friend
His words caressed my mind and my soul
Always making me feel like the beautiful one
He appreciated me for all those that didn’t
Lost in the thick of trees,
I could not see the forest
But it is his words that lead me to my rescue
I have made that deadly mistake,
I am facing that moment I wished to never see
I became a negligent friend
My mind wondered in the scheme of things
I have been in a daze for two or three days
Thinking about that friend that I know means so much to me
What am I to do?
I have called,
I have written
I have wished and hoped to be forgiven….
But only to be handed the gift of silence
I have hurt him, being the selfish one that I can sometimes be
Learning from my mistake, changing my ways,
I am more sorry than ever
Does he not hear the sincerity in my voice?
Feel the flow of my emotions through written word?
Can he not see my hearts sorrow?
Or recognize the tears that have repeatedly stained my face?
Never really expressing my thanks for his being,
For his presence in my life,
I regret this as it may be too late
I realize it now more than ever,
Because you never know what’s good ‘til good is/is almost gone
I have pushed away my friend,
A friend that I love so much…
I cry,
Fearing that he is truly “through with me”
Scared that we will never again be in touch
Blk Kween
Thinking about the one that means so much to me
Never have I felt the true love of a friend
His words caressed my mind and my soul
Always making me feel like the beautiful one
He appreciated me for all those that didn’t
Lost in the thick of trees,
I could not see the forest
But it is his words that lead me to my rescue
I have made that deadly mistake,
I am facing that moment I wished to never see
I became a negligent friend
My mind wondered in the scheme of things
I have been in a daze for two or three days
Thinking about that friend that I know means so much to me
What am I to do?
I have called,
I have written
I have wished and hoped to be forgiven….
But only to be handed the gift of silence
I have hurt him, being the selfish one that I can sometimes be
Learning from my mistake, changing my ways,
I am more sorry than ever
Does he not hear the sincerity in my voice?
Feel the flow of my emotions through written word?
Can he not see my hearts sorrow?
Or recognize the tears that have repeatedly stained my face?
Never really expressing my thanks for his being,
For his presence in my life,
I regret this as it may be too late
I realize it now more than ever,
Because you never know what’s good ‘til good is/is almost gone
I have pushed away my friend,
A friend that I love so much…
I cry,
Fearing that he is truly “through with me”
Scared that we will never again be in touch
Blk Kween