Sunday, March 5, 2017
Saturday, February 18, 2017
Friday, January 20, 2017
The Past
We used to be the greatest
side by side we're each other's best
Needing no one but ourselves
our unity is different from the rest
Being sad is not our thing
yet we still cry about anything
Having fun is what we are all about
we don't have enough time to sit and pout
As days, weeks, months starts to pass
your presence starts to fade fast
fast enough to leave my heart asking
what did I do to deserve this kind of feeling
Conversation that used to be so long
that everyone thought nothing's wrong
When this relationship could've last
now it's too late to bring back the past
side by side we're each other's best
Needing no one but ourselves
our unity is different from the rest
Being sad is not our thing
yet we still cry about anything
Having fun is what we are all about
we don't have enough time to sit and pout
As days, weeks, months starts to pass
your presence starts to fade fast
fast enough to leave my heart asking
what did I do to deserve this kind of feeling
Conversation that used to be so long
that everyone thought nothing's wrong
When this relationship could've last
now it's too late to bring back the past
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Friday, January 13, 2017
Alarm Clock
Every school year starts freshly
like my life that would likely
want to erase everything I remember
from the first time we met each other.
Morning sickness that never gets old
compared to my heart that still gets cold
from the warm smile I used to see
now everything seemed to be like a dream.
Getting up to start the day different
wanting to hear a single lovely compliment
of appreciation with my existence with you
but I guess I'll be living cold hard blue.
I wish that I could be an alarm clock
where I'll wake up in just a tick tock
from the imagination of you and me
will end up being meant to be.
like my life that would likely
want to erase everything I remember
from the first time we met each other.
Morning sickness that never gets old
compared to my heart that still gets cold
from the warm smile I used to see
now everything seemed to be like a dream.
Getting up to start the day different
wanting to hear a single lovely compliment
of appreciation with my existence with you
but I guess I'll be living cold hard blue.
I wish that I could be an alarm clock
where I'll wake up in just a tick tock
from the imagination of you and me
will end up being meant to be.
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