heartache, heartache.
will you stay?
will you be mine, on this rainy day?
you comfort me ever so easily.
and tend to the loneliness that resists my plea.
does anyone know of such pain?
the un-tragic kind that twists your soul?
needing to see the faces, those lovely ones.
they've begun to fade, to grow old,
put on a un-wanted shelf in your heart, weakend with mold.
heartache, heartache.
please, let me be.
my foolish assumptions led my heart away.
they made me believe i was really there.
when it appears i never have.
i don't want you, but know you'll stay.
heartache, oh heartache.
- L
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