Disheartened
I lie awake in the dark
Thinking of you all the time
But in my heart I know
Your love will never be mine
IÂ’m nothing but a fool
A retard if you do so will
Always hoping for the best
The truthÂ’s a bitter pill
Would you hold my beating heart?
And cup it in your hands?
Or would you rather let it go,
Not caring where it lands?
IÂ’d pull you close
And hold you near
IÂ’d soothe your mind
And ease your fears
But the choice is not
For such as I to make
I dream no more
Else my heart would break