To love ever so hasty & yet it feels right.
To hurt for something that was never mine.
To wait for something that may never come.
To long for something that feels pretty distant.
To try to keep things even when there is pain.
For few instances that may very well be in vain.
For that faint smile, that faint look,
which makes my heart want to try again.
How to stop when you’re in the middle
Of the road you never even know where it leads
Or why it ever started.
Forgive me for hoping this is meant to be
But at the same time forgetting all that you mean to me.
- 12:09 -
so they were right. True feelings make words flow naturally.
Uh oh.