The Feeling Of You And Me

I sit and I think about what used to be;
that feeling of what belonged…you and me.
Tears start to prick at my eyes as little birds
sing in the bright blue skies;
their song unravels a beautiful note
that does not compare to how I dote.
And again my tears threaten to fall,
but I know your not worth it not at all.
So why am I honestly feeling so down?
I should be walking head held high feet on the ground!
But instead I’m stuck here dreaming;
wishing about the things that won’t come into being!
My head in the sky like a girl living a beautiful lie,
a beautiful lie that no one can understand.
A lie that is something so short of hand!
And I sit thinking about what used to be;
that feeling of what belonged…you and me.
But again it’s a lie nothing more nothing less.
But it makes my heart sing like your seductive caress.