Empty bed.

Empty bed.
There's a crease in the pillow of where you used to lay,
And my sheets are still a mess because you're not here today.
The smell, the scent of you still lingers in my room,
Oh how I miss the smell of your beautiful perfume.
For the hours we once spent lying awake in my bed,
Hand in hand, not a word said.
These are the weeks and months I'll never ever forget.
But now with you gone, and you're moving on, I'll lay alone in my bed, with no words said but our favourite song on ...
(C) Pia Cincotta, 6th of October 2009.

Diamonds arn't forever.

Diamonds arn't forever.
I swam the ocean last night for you, Collected some diamonds that reminded me of you. I built you a boat, for your hopes and your dreams Well I built enough room, in hope that you'd take me. We could of sailed these seas together, Instead, you take on the rough seas that exists out there alone. And In the distance, I hear you screaming that you can't survive this without me, oh you're so alone. You continue to steer, steer these seas alone. Deeper and darker the sea becomes, As you begin to feel further away from the shores, You can see the land, but there's no turning back, not this time. You've made your mind up, And this time the horizon is closer than ever reached before. And all that's left is diamonds, Diamonds that once reminded me of you, diamonds that are now sinking beneath the oceans floor ...
(c) Pia Cincotta, 6th of October 2009.