Everyday

It was the love that made you wish

It was the love that had hope

Everyday that passes

Everyday we spent 

The love I felt for you

was as if recreated from Shakespearean sonnets

But even as love grows

demons become envious

Grasp upon the hope and lets the darkness follow this

Because we love everyday but we hurt without knowing

That feeling creaks up on us, almost flowing

This jealousy that engulfs our hearts 

Because its everyday that we love

But not everyday that we share it

And our immense love deteriorates a little bit

I tell myself this feeling will soon be leaving 

but the pain in my heart says there's no meaning

I stand to confront the demons that rip us apart

but slams down the feeling that there's no restart

So, everyday that passes, everyday we spend

is everyday we hurt and everyday not knowing