Agony, Not Ecstasy |
by Eve Hall |
A day has gone A week has passed A month will soon be over. I can't wait too much longer. I am getting weak at the knees My heart is missing your love My body is missing your touches My lips are missing your kisses My ego is missing your compliments My conscience is tearing me to pieces, So I need to ask you something, I need to ask you for... Forgiveness. |