Vera, the Ghost

Trigonometry
And I can't, and I won't say goodbye so have no fear my loveand you were 18 and I was two years more that Summer pastthe sun beat down on us and made us weak in our kneesand I knew of all the things in the world to haveyour heart I couldn't keepIt was my mistakefrom my angleYou were so far awayand I was too lateAnd it starts exactly how it ends (all addition eventually subtracts)[keeping on subject now your intentions are obscured]And with your shadow next to mine in the concrete, my mind cannot relax[Your dialogue is bland, politically correct, and absent of the words]But soon, the sun will rest and put my brain at ease (at least for a while)[that you really want to say, they're resting on your tongue, but cannot break free]And I wish I could trip you so you'd fall in love with me, but i've never had the guile[so they retreat into your list of "could've beens" and riot so violently]It was my mistake[Why do regrets never fade?]From my angle, angle[It's almost too much to take]You were so far away[You're the biggest mistake]And I was too late[That i've never made] From Letras Mania