Let You Go

Lust, hurt, want, and pain. These are the words that come across my brain. They come across when you're around; they come across when I'm feeling down. Down is where you place me, but then become the stairs to make me get up, stand up, realize and open my eyes. How could two people so wrong for each other be so right? Why are you the face I see in my dreams at night? How do I let you know that your adoration makes me feel like I’m in a place for incarceration? Your aroma, your touch, your lips, your bliss, your kiss are only some of the things I can list that I'll miss. Miss is something that I want you to do for me. Treat me like your favorite show that's just been cancelled on TV. Miss me with you attitude, miss me with your malicious words, miss me with the others girls who swore to God they were yours. Maybe in the future we'll come back around you in that tux and me in that gown. But as for now I have to let you go, it's my time to go meet Larry, Curly, and Moe. Understand that my feelings for you can never be tamed and every time my heart thinks of you it will always think lust, hurt, want, and pain.