Sadness Overtakes Me

This pain it consumes me really bad,
ripping and tearing, making me sad.
And sadness overtakes me,
when I think of what we had.

This pain inside me is plain to see,
no more of your loving just for me.
And sadness overtakes me,
when I think of who I am.
A foolish, selfish and ungrateful man.

But worst of all, and this is true,
this life is so empty without you.
I pushed you away, I must have been mad.
And sadness overtakes me,
when I think of what I had.

I never meant to hurt you darling,
of that you can be sure.
I only meant to love you, simple and pure.
And sadness overtakes me ,
when I think of what I did,
no wonder your desire is only to get rid.

I hope you forgive me someday soon,
for daring to hope, for staring at the moon.
For daring to dream, for living in hope,
for letting you down and smoking the dope.

My heart cries out with tears of pain,
for I know I’ll never see you again.
No more soulmate, no more friend,
no moe lover, this is the end.

Goodbye my darling I’ll miss you forever,
I know what I did wasn’t too clever.
And sadness overtakes me when I think of you,
a sweet beautiful Angel that I once knew.

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