Clock on the Mantle

June 2, 2006

Look at the mantle
And the clock just above
Waiting again
For your knock on the door

I gave you my heart
Again and again
You told me you'd love me
But first, let's be friends

So lost and naive
My heart in your hands
I wanted to believe
Together, our plans

As happens again
Night after night
You'll come home from her
And enter our room

The tears won't stop flowing
Heart breaking numb
Still dream of the chance
That we will be one

Type: Poetry

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