She speaks of love like a child speaks of Christmas, Words skip off her tongue and weigh heavily on my shoulders. I cannot speak like she can, I cannot bring my-self to think in terms Of holding hands and eternity. To let my-self would be the end, To give in would be my doom. I've built a wall around my-self, This fortress where I hide, My strenght lies in solitude, And letting no-one else inside. So speak your words of love and smile and believe, But don't look me in the eye and I will not deceive. I'll hold your hand to-day though my fingers be cold, I'll have held many more by the time I grow old.
Reason for writing:
Being in love and breaking and not wanting to go through it all again.
Some people fall in love too easily and end up getting hurt - I'm one of them.
Well, I WAS one of them, not any more.
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