Someday

 

I will let you go, I will let you carry on your life,

I will cope with my own,  deal with my own strife,

Hopes and dreams crushed, Tossed along the way

Past memories left in snapshots, no words left to say

Cold shoulders, empty rooms, all part of the plan,

silent regrets, miscommunications, but nothing to understand

Whispers in the night, Call out in the darkness inside,

Head against pillow, No one to confide,  it was then I cried,

I cried for yesterday, and then again for the day after,

My head filled with sorrow, missing the smiles and Laughter,

It is only the hope that one day, Someday it will pass,

Like the the sand slipping through the pinpoint, of an hourglass

 

Really Rob Thomas says it better

The Start

 

I think of you and smile,  You are my heart and soul

After all this time and madness, the years never took its toll,

You can read my thoughts as if, they were always your own,

as if time has stood still, with you I am never alone,

I guess it always was, as it is to be right now,

For through all the bad and good, we survived somehow,

Where this road shall take us, where we will stop on the road,

Only time will tell, as todays, tomorrows Unfold,

As we walk together, Beside or hand in hand,

Thank you for being you, I hope you understand,

My life has never been, the same since the day we met,

There is to many good memories, to ever have a regret,

For now I leave this open, as I cannot tell you the end,

But I can say I love you, You are my very best friend

Loves Defeat

 

Sometime the words, They don’t come out the way they should,

You hide from rejection, Not do things you usually would,

Funny no one wants to get hurt, but we all seem to fall,

We seem to grab a hold of them, and for that moment stand tall,

Cautious and calculated we walk, we plan out tomorrow,

all the while hoping, that it does not fall and cause us sorrow,

I guess some things take time, takes time to share and believe,

Get past the second guessing, the constant Fear of being deceived,

I am not one to tread fast, I am not one to push the bar,

I would rather walk away, than to allow myself to get to far,

So once the words feel right, and once it seems to fit in so sweet,

We may say them in a jumbled mess, accepting loves defeat,

Grabbing for hope, and hoping for them to concede,

Letting out how they may have felt, it is that I Believe,

is the moment of truth, between two lost hearts,

The acceptance of the feeling, and never wanting to be apart.