Sylent's blog: "Writings"

I probably wouldn't be this way

(He feels the tears flow down his face)

I probably wouldn't hurt so bad

(He can still feel her tender embrace)

I never pictured every minute without you in it

(Thier love was laughed at; almost spat at)

Oh you left so fast

(ripped away from their time and place)

Sometimes I see you standing there

(every time his eyes close)

Sometimes I feel an angels touch

(dying to feel her love again)

Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky to have loved this much

(but in that moment his heart froze)

God give me a moment's grace

(with no word; with no trace)

Cause if I'd never seen your face

(his heart stalled in that place)

I probably wouldn't be this way

(lost in time and space)