• To good to be true

    As I sit in a sun lit meadow,
    Looking down at all the wild flowers,
    I feel the warmth of your skin on mine,
    I feel your hot breath on my neck,
    And the bursting feeling of love,

    As I sit in this sun lit meadow,
    Looking at all of the wild life,
    I feel the closeness of your body,
    And the feel of your skin so close to mine,

    As we sit in our sun lit meadow,
    I stare into you eyes ,
    I feel as though I will melt under your gaze,
    And just when I feel closer to you then before,
    You disappear,

    My fantasy is broken,
    As is my heart,
    I will never trust you again,
    You were not real,
    Nor was your love,

    It seemed so perfect,
    Almost to good to be true,
    It just had to disappear,
    The illusion of love,
    That I clung to so hard,

    It was only my luck,
    To have something so good,
    And only to have it taken away,
    I will never trust again,
    I shall live a lonely,
    And depressing life,
    It is obviously my destiny.