Freelancing #14

Will you hold me close tonight, my love?
It seems like I'm losing all the warmth
I lost all the joy and I sit down and sob,
all the happy days seems to go back and it haunts

I ponder on a hopeless memory of us,
the colors of yesterday, the bliss of the past
I wonder if it was just a merry day,
when we promised ourselves to stay until the last

Will you hold me in your arms tonight, my love?
It seems like my days are at it's last
I was smiling before your words go and drop,
those phrases I wished I should had passed

Look at the night sky and see all the stars,
they lit up the heavens and it was made for us
But it seems that fate has written a different ending,
so we drew ourselves out of fantasy; was it lack of trust?

Will you hold me close tonight, my love?
It seems like I'm missing all the hugs
I lost all the joy and I sit down and sob,
why did we end all so very hard?

Freelancing #13

Thanks for all the memories,
they sure won't last
Thanks for all the melodies,
I know they will all pass

Thanks for all those sweet words,
even thought they're not meant for me
Thanks for all those bitter words,
and all the blasphemies I see

With all of the care you gave,
you kept a very long record
With all the tears I saved,
you kept it to my own accord

Thanks for all the kisses,
and your gentle and loving embrace
I thought you were a princess,
but your beauty faded along with the days