Second of Joy

Tell me you can’t taste this ache for a misaction.
A wrong doing that creates a distraction.
Tell me you don’t yearn to cause mass destruction to this imperfection.
Talk about factions.
Don’t get me wrong, your still intriguing, but let’s both admit;
Your way below my values.

Don’t you know
That I still lust
Don’t you know
That I still want to fuss
Don’t you know
That I still feel
The same way I did before this whole unappealing appeal

I may titter and flirt, and attempt to faze
The black and cold-hearted gaze
I can sense even through your absence.
We’ve lost that airy feel of comradeship we used to boast
We’ve lost that adore and lust after the thrashing of our trust.

Don’t you know
That it won’t fade
Don’t you know
That it’ll stay
Don’t you know
Your the guy I’d love to have

Admit to me you still miss
The deep feelings of temperature we could create
In just seconds of talking or being flirtatious.
Admit to me you will miss
The way we used to smile and grin
Knowing that we would get to meet in the end.
And admit to me that you will seek
The past we used to share
In the heat
Of passion or propelling of vile and pleasurable thoughts
That struck the match right on queue
And lead to more thoughts
That one might ever pursue.

Don’t you know
I feel empty without your voice
Don’t you know
That your the one I mean
Don’t you know
That’s it’s over
The end;

Your ruined it all
For a second of fun
A second of joy
A second of  bliss
Towards this girl
Your barely knew
How you could let it eat you inside
Doesn’t the pain
Hurt your mind
I hope the guilt
Builds up to the point
Where you feel it so much
You cry till you die
You die for the yearning of me again
You die for the feeling of me again

Don’t you know
That’s it’s all your fault?
I cried for hours
For your one second

I hope you feel
As much pain as me
When I did nothing wrong
But said it’s over
To see
If you’d still try
To regain the partnership

We loved to have
We loved to feel
We loved to brag
We love just to kill
We loved to cry
We loved to smile
We loved to think
We loved feeling like a child

And yet, I still cry.
Knowing that you
Are out there still
Showing no sings,
Not a single appeal
Towards me any longer
While I slowly wither
From the thoughts of you
Eating my inside
And clouding my head
I’m about to let the storm hit
It’s your last chance
To save your maiden
From distress and despair