dyingtobealive

...and I see you hand in hand with another man...
   I saw her.
She was laughing, her eyes were glowing with a pure light. Her long hair shone against the bright sun. I started shaking, wanting her. I see the two of us in each others' arms. I feel the touch of her breath, I smell the scent of her skin. I remember her sweet words in my ears, the way she moves, she turns me on. I want her.
   I saw her.
There's this need driving me crazy, making me dizzy. I can't stop the visions that float repeatedly into my mind. Her hands, her face it drives me crazy. The way she looks at me, that same need in her eyes. I recall the conversations and walks we had and took. Oh, I yearn for her. For the moments that we shared, the things we did. Nothing could replace her, no one can make me feel the way she did. What she done to me, I don't know, but every second of my life I spent with her it was always an adventure, a thrill, a passion.
   I saw her.
I stared as she walked away with another man. I watched as she did the same things she did to me with him. I can't understand what she sees in him. I don't understand why it's ending when it has only begun. Oh, this jealousy inside of me. It's building up---can't hold it in anymore. Why can't she see that I still love her? Why can't she realize that she is my life?

...and all I care about is you and me and us and now...
I touch her face. I look into her eyes. I touch her lips before I kiss them. My fingers travel from her face and down toward her chest. Her tongue entwines with mine, and the passion has only begun. I grab for the buttons on her jeans, my control slipping. She moans and I feel her fingers on my shoulder, her invitation has been excepted. She pulls her shirt off and I stare at the round hills on her chest. Smiling, I cupped one of her breasts and kiss her neck. Oh, I crave the inevitable, the forbidden, the love. I'm dying for her body, the taste of her skin, the feeling of climatic pleasure.

...thov kom lwm tiam muaj koj...(let there be you in my next life)
I'm here waiting. Standing alone looking down at her picture. I'm wating for the sweet nights and the laughing days. Nothing is right, nothing will ever be right again without her. All I do is cry---can't stop the hurt. I'm drowning in my tears, swimming in a river of pain. I try to find a reason why. The only reason I could think of is the unfairness of the whole situation. I scream at the sky, demanding for an explanation. Maybe it's my fault that she's gone. Maybe if I would of held her more, been there for her more, protected her from her enemies more, it wouldn't be this way. I walk in a daze thinking about her, hallucinating about her. If I had another chance, if I was a little wiser---she would of lived to hear "I Love You".
...in the days to come you'll say why did I wait, you just can't leave your life up to fate you got to turn it around before it's too late...

~song lyrics by Hanson except for "let there be..."