love is my novel i write every page
so is it my fault he ended the love he gave
did i finaly drive him away
was it the wrong way i lived day to day.
these are the thoughts that circle my mind
yet no answers can i ever find
it ended as quickly as it all started
a rollercoaster ride,not for the faint hearted.
but was my angel ever in love with me
or was it just sex? is that possible,could that be
no keepsakes or gifts nor photos together
nothing to see me through this stormy weather.
memories i have lots,i remember every single word
but nothing to show for 2 years now that is abssurd
if i could go back and do it all again
i would do it even though id face this pain.
for my dark angel was a very special man
together in life we plotted the perfect plan
to bring to life together every single fantasy
as long as i was pleasing him,i was pleasing me.
thats how i see love,in the strangest way
to be a perfect lover id do anything he’d say
i gave him my all,my heart and my soul
to be his perfect lover was my ultimate goal.
soon nothing i did was ever good enough
the way he spoke to me became cold and rough
no matter how hard id try and id strive
nothing was enough to keep him happy in life.
becoming bitter and twisted and cold
puttin me through horrors and sectrets untold
pretending to have released me set me free
but im not totaly free im in limbo you see
as my dark one is selfish and refuses to unregister me.
released by word of mouth,but on paper im still owned
a cruel place to be stuck as iv found
my life is neither here nor there
he wont let me move on and that seems so unfair.