It is so hard to move on,
When I feel so close,
Any chance I'd ever have is long gone,
If only there was worth in almost.
The reflection isn't whole,
Being half there isn't meant to be,
Won't you claim the heart you stole,
The heart you stole from me?
Where is the hand that feeds,
When I want to catch your glance?
Like a book anyone could read,
That I have not a chance.
I want to run,
Before I accept the truth,
Eyes shooting at me like guns,
Aiming to scar my youth.
I want you to want me,
But I will never get hold you,
Life can never be that easy,
And we both know that's true.
When I try and speak,
All I ever do is hesitate,
I go home and my eyes leak,
Until so very late.
This void I must,
Accept and say ado,
Spend my life in lust,
I never will be let close to you.
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