Sorrow fills my soul,
As I gaze into your eyes.
My heart is an empty hole,
That used to be filled with your lies.
Those three little words still make my knees shake
And I melt from the taste of your lips.
I pray that our love was not fake;
I would die at your fingertips.
All that I have to give belongs to you;
My heart, my body, my soul.
Without you I don't know what to do;
Your bitterness has finally taken it's toll.
Copyright © Kaci Jo Atteberry | Year Posted 2011