I wake up in the morning and check my phone hoping to find your
text
disappointed I put my phone away and then I remember you
don't know I miss you
I should tell you what I think and how I feel but that means
destroying everything.
So deciding against it I finally get out of bed.
So I get by on the hope that I'll get trough it all
after all aren't the ones we love worth the pain?
I guess in the end it comes down to this:
I would give you the world if only you'd ask me but you never
will
