Losing My Grip
I can feel the jealousy as I stare her way, She lays her heart in the palm of his hands He holds her so gently and touches her face His mind is on her now, my memory erased
She is the one he holds in his arms His attentions with her, our connection is harmed He stares into space, his thoughts are on her As I sit and remember the way that we were
She robbed his attention, she just wouldn’t go There…
View On WordPress












