I’ll Never Call You Mine
Every day, you see my kind face, waiting for your kind words.
But, you choose insults,
As a replacement for kindness.
Your eyes are like daggers, piercing my heart like miniature swords.
Thus, I take a seat here, waiting for you to surrender.
I wait in the company of my heart, in no way saying a spiteful utterance to you.
My eyes, gracefully holding back tears.
At last, my eyes give way to a downpour of tears.
I construct a superior battle,
Nevertheless, in the end, was no match.
I cry onto your photo,
Hoping that you would have a change of heart.
Although as I cry,
Your image fades into nothingness.
You’ve given up on me.
And I’ve given up on you.
No more tears.
No more love.
The flood of tears from my eyes end. Although, one small piece of you still remains.
I guess I’ll never get to call you mine.
Every day, you see my kind face, waiting for your kind words.
But, you choose insults,
As a replacement for kindness.
Your eyes are like daggers, piercing my heart like miniature swords.
Thus, I take a seat here, waiting for you to surrender.
I wait in the company of my heart, in no way saying a spiteful utterance to you.
My eyes, gracefully holding back tears.
At last, my eyes give way to a downpour of tears.
I construct a superior battle,
Nevertheless, in the end, was no match.
I cry onto your photo,
Hoping that you would have a change of heart.
Although as I cry,
Your image fades into nothingness.
You’ve given up on me.
And I’ve given up on you.
No more tears.
No more love.
The flood of tears from my eyes end. Although, one small piece of you still remains.
I guess I’ll never get to call you mine.
