HOLY.

How Our Love Yields [H.O.L.Y.]

Why can’t I escape,

These memories of you?

Is it only because,

I’m still in-love with you?

I don’t get the butterflies,

When we are so near.

But when you are with her,

My smile would disappear.

When you are around,

I wanted you to leave.

But whenever you’re not here,

I cannot be relieved.

I hate to hear your name,

It fills my heart with doubt.

But when it doesn’t come up,

It slips out from my mouth.

I wanted the lively songs,

It doesn’t make me wallow.

But when it goes sentimental,

My heart would turn so mellow.

I thought the scars you left me,

Healed so long ago.

But how come they begin to bleed,

When you have to go?

Yes, I did forget you,

But my heart probably did not.

Because I know in this wounded heart,

The bleeding will never stop.