It was heartbreaking It was a borrowed love And we knew we fought for it Every second Every hour and every mile Every one knew he was one of a kind – A pure heart Lucky enough I had a lot of chance To call him a friend And to witness him laugh and smile
Trembling knees Sweaty palm That’s what I felt When you lean for a kiss. Unsure thoughts Unanswered questions Is this real? Has it been real? I can’t fathom the idea of love As you slowly lean over Starts to stare in my eye Heart beats faster. It’s more than a thousand butterflies More than how
She wondered and wandered; Has is it been this real? To forget everything and be happy. It’s been surreal; this dream I have been living. The dream I am wishing not to end.
She was happy. But she fell on a pit; Where she thought someone would catch her. On the deepest pit, No one could ever hear her scream. Even him.
As I open my eyes, I start to wonder. “Why you? Why do I get dreams of you?” And I ask myself one question, Is it really worth my time?
Raindrops continously run from my window. Like how these smiles flow over my face. How my heart overflows from happiness. Happiness that I have never expected to feel. And the happiness I want to last.
Wish I could wrap my arms around you. And feel the warmth of your body. The warmth of your love. Feel my lips change this curve to smiles. And tell me everything will be alright.
I hear wind blows through my window. As I began to wonder. Can these wind vanish every thing in my mind? From your images to all your promises. And for me to start onto a new journal.