| There used to be a thing called �Love� You would place a person all else above. Buy them gifts, a chocolate heart. Tell them you would never part. I love you more than words could say. And I grow to love you more each day. But I guess my love just was not true, If I cannot forever be with you. Don�t get me wrong I�m very happy. However to us he seems quite crappy. When love first blooms it gives many words. But after you�re married you�ll see it�s for the birds. This thing called love will last if pure. For any ailment it will be the cure. When you court you wear a mask. The relationship is such an easy task. But after you have walked down that aisle, After your body has been defiled. When sex just loses it�s spark, And you�re content to sit in the park. You will see who they really are. How sometimes he might go to a bar. Order a beer, maybe a girl or two. If you know knew, would you feel like a fool? But maybe he�s quite different in a positive way. Is he your knight in armor that shines? Can what you feel stand the test of time? Choose him or don�t, I really don�t care. You know that, as for me, I�ll always be there. I only want what�s best for you. But you can�t love me and love him too. Some things can�t be regained once they are lost. You can only do them once, thus they have no cost. But I�m sure he�s the man of your dreams. Did you ever think he�s not what he seems? Will he do all and more, the things I will do? Will he do them all, do them all for you? I know that I�m by far the perfect man. But I just feel that I can treat you better than that...man...can. Eternity is long, it has no end. Somewhere, deep down... I�ll always be your friend. Even when my body is cold in the ground. Even while he�s fucking your sweet ass that�s oh so round. =� Because I am always a friend for life. A part of me will care for you, though you are his wife. I never meant to make you cry, I never meant to hurt or lie. But you have to admit I�ve been through a lot. If he was me would he be with you? (Probably not) But through it all I think you�re swell, and I wish that he would burn in hell. For loves come(cum) and lovers go(h), and the river of time will always flow. But my love for you will never fade. For it is only you that I can seranade. |