
sad for all the time my embrace was empty to you
sad for being stubborn to be sad
sad for touching objects baring your presence
sad for not touching you...
sad for adding your name everywhere i turn
sad for all the blue jackets other men should not have worn
sad for all my weak spots left untouched
sad to open my eyes in the morning
sad for a cruel truth not even dreams can survive
sad without dreaming
sad of nothing to hope for
sad for still seeing beautiful things worth you .......
sad...for i could not be her...
sad...is just what she is not

