End, Middle, Beginning

The end of the past, a beginning of a new love.

I have cried days I can't even count.
Tasted the bitterness of my tears.
I have heard words that I couldn't shut out.
Listened to the echo of false hope.
I have touched what I thought would last.
Feel the dryness of my hands now.
What a life I want to come to an end - six feet under.

I cry at the thought of not loving you.
Taste the sweetness of my joyful tears.
I hear words from your mouth that nurse my heart.
Listen to the rhythm of pure love.
I touch the edge of your purity.
Feel the smooth texture of your beauty.
What a life... I want to run back to the middle again.

What a way to start crying.
Crying for what has began in our hearts again.
What a way to start listening.
Listening to the desires your heart wants to be fulfilled.
What a way to start touching;
Touching what was once dead to rise again.
What a life I'm beginning to live...
All because of you.