Endless Grief

He touches my soul with his words
Dares me to love him
And then leaves me in my endless grieve

He tells me tales of wonder
And takes me to places
Letting my imagination go far away
He holds my hand
And seems so true
And all the sudden he disappears

And I sink in my grieve

He makes me feel naïve

And like an inexperienced little girl

He gives me red roses
And cards with poems inside

I start to fall for his charm
And think maybe it will not be the same

But deep down I know

He shall leave again