Out of Touch
My friends think I am better
They think I am fine
But they have no idea
I can not put her behind
I still dream about her
Day and night
She was my everything
Now I am left with fright
I told her all the right words
But she still didn't know
That I felt strong for her
To her, my heart I'd bestow
I am afraid I can never make it right
I am afraid I can never find a girl
One that can make happy
And throw me for a whirl
She was my all
She meant so much
She is drifting away
Out of touch
Copyright © Matthan Atherton | Year Posted 2009
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