Poem

A song you’ll never hear,
A poem that you’ll never know,
A love that wouldn’t be returned, never knew it was there
No matter how much it is needed, wanted to exist
its always something, that we will be fearing,
eyes being jerked, always forced away, into tearing,
this dream that always seams endearing,
your voice, is what I'll always be hearing,

What if you heard … the song, that was never played,
What if you read … the poem, that was never written,
What if you knew … the love I had to give …
What if you felt … the love I had to give…

Remembering the Bliss...,
When I try to Remiss...,

The letter that you’ll never read, the love you’ll never receive,
Those lips that are never meant to be kissed,
Never knowing the love they’ve missed,

Remembering the Bliss...,
When I try to Remiss...,

The phone call never meant to be made,
The friendship that starts to fade,
Those eyes that never connect,
Always leaving me in neglect,

What if you heard … the song, that was never played,
What if you read … the poem, that was never written,
What if you knew … the love I had to give …
What if you felt … the love I had to give…

Never going on that walk, to have our little talk,
That smile, that makes the world worthwhile,
Making me forget to breathe for awhile,
As I walk alone down that mile,

Remembering the Bliss...,
When I try to Remiss...,

What if you heard … the song, that was never played,
What if you read … the poem, that was never written,
What if you knew … the love I had to give …
What if you felt … the love I had to give…

Remembering the Bliss...,
When I try to Remiss...,

This will never be a poem, for your lovely eyes to see,
This will never be a sonnet, for you to humm,
This will never be your emotion, for you to agree,
This will never be the way you feel, how could it be… it’s only me….