Ettison Clio Othello Syndrome
Heart is pounding louder than your voice
Words destroy and dissolve my trust in you
Eyelashes curl up and kiss eyelids
Blue powder taste
Tears fall down and land on bitter lips
The thought of you holding her in your arms
Takes all my strength to keep from breaking down
What did I do wrong
Did I think too far ahead for us
Did I give you a part of me too soon
Must I have regrets
If I lose you
If I lose you, I don't think that I could go on
I don't think that I could go on without you
Is there more that you have to say
Could you be content just to have me
Maybe we will get through this
What did I do wrong
