Speak....

i don't love
i believe i never have
an obsession or infatuation, yes
but love? no
not me, never i...

A held hand in the darkest silence
a brush of lip's across skin
breath on the back of my neck
reason enough to say i love you
a feeling so unlike friendship
i don't think i understood before now
this is lust....never love

Heartbeat's racing in the dark
grasping at something in the mind
a feeling of bliss, falling into...
what i don't know
but easily mistaken for love
but this emotion, it fades with time
and on separation grow's for what we had
simple, undeniable lust

So how now do i tell them
that the sweet nothing's of love
whispered at dawn on their lip's
where exactly that,
sweet nothing's
now i have a grasp on this emotion
i can see the edge of difference
between a fairytale and reality
how can i shatter a heart
with word's speaking of a mistake?
how can i speak the truth
while at the same time wishing it was lie's


I know nothing of love
of roses or romance
but loss,
of that i know much more than i should
so is it that on my search to find someone
that i would never loose
i decided to mistake one shining moment
as a sign of forever
i don't think i'll ever know

The weakness of the human condition is this
without lust, love fade's
but without love, life has not begun.....