It wasn't your fight, it wasn't my fight.
We were just walking by when we saw.
They were attacking that woman,
Hurting that man.
I ask you to run with me, said we'd call for help.
But that wasn't good enough for you.
You had to stay and fight.
What are you thinking, destroying in my heart.
Your blood now blends into the darkness of my soul.
It's bleak and loveless and now you’re gone.
You sacrificed your self
For something that I was never a part of.
I don't know what you were thinking
Trying to prove yourself to me.
It wasn't our fight, not our war.
Now all you are is blood on my hands.
A stain on my soul.
Now instead of making me love you,
I hate you for making me guilty.
Now I'm alone, oh so very alone.
So I hate you.
It hurts just to hear your name.
It hurts when your smile is remembered.
You've made me hurt
Every second
Since that foolish battle.
I hurt the most because
You made me love you.
And now it’s too late.
Too late to tell you.
Too late to show you.
It's too late.
I just have to hope,
That where ever you are,
You know.
I love you.
by
WithoutWingsposted on 08/17/2007