Daydream

I've seen the same ship sink
and saw the same sunset teetering on the brink,
from the horizon is a never ending light;
flowing molten gold under it's plight.

I held ice and gin in a glass,
lied and rolled on a land of dying grass,
how did I ever end up laughing is a mystery
after the day you left me.

But I hold my hopes up high
that you might come and pass me by
and smile a little like the sunrise at six,
greeting me with warmth that stays on my cheeks.

Love tiptoes closer or farther away,
I don't really know the kind of games you play
nor the truth that lays clandestine in your eyes
when I blind myself with senseless lies.

I'm thinking about it though,
how hard it is for me to just let you go.
But if it is the only option that presents itself
then I'd better hide my hopes up in a dusty shelf.

Smiles will stay, hurts will be felt, words will get lost.
Your perfume will stay on my skin like I'm bitten by frost.
In this barrage of verbal abuse,
I still can't explain the affection I profuse.

I'll chant the song I made without much effort
so as not to die when your look averts.
In this fantasy of diamond shattering dreams,
my dreams are shattered along with diamond rings.

I love you, but do you love me too?
Why are we afraid of the things we can't say or do?
Can't we just follow what our hearts tell us to?
And my heart still says to look at only you.