unfinished project

Critical

morning light sparks me right
the breeze shivers my straight through heart
all this while i blank i just might
as well stays as mild

closely still you are to me
ur presence, ur smell
linger the drained love
critically winning me over

how can i say what im doing is right
when ure hurting me inside
i need u like i need air
y cant u see

i still stand here, when i know its over
i stil wait here, when i know its over

ur voice, those whispers
stop it, stop it, its so near
burning my heart, so it clears

stranded all tide up
i guess i tried,it might kill me
bt i wont give up