How do i compare to the millions of kisses?
To the countless times he held you in his arms...
To the finite love making...
To the endless nights...
I am but a tiny spec in your heart where he held you for so long.
And he is an obscure shadow that is overcasting my hopes and dreams.
I can imagine him like a vulture circling us, waiting for our demise.
To which i do not know if i stand a chance.
I hear your beautiful words about me but like a sea swallowing the sand,
they erode the minute i hear you with him
But in the end balance is restored and all those beautiful words always return.
It it extremely difficult to keep a level head during a storm:[