Torn Between Our Fantasy  

There it goes, through the door again, Now my heart and my soul are tormented for nights on end, why me lord why this life again, I know I choose it but I really miss my bestest friend,What can I say to a soul that's broken,Or what can I tell my heart he bleeds cause every time you leave his wounds are reopened, And no one understands how he really feels, She is my everything I love no other, She is what you all try to be so please don't bother,Can you feel her hazel eyes staring in amazement, For these days and nights we lay wounded on the pavement, I am a guy so please give me mine, I need hugs and kisses and love all the time, I wish this life had more to offer and I’m not talking money cause with riches comes disaster, I would like at least 50 more years, that's probably the equivalence for missing her only a couple of days,sometimes the right ain't easy so you have to choose it wise, like when you envision love making you just need to close your eyes.