I found myself slipping because I thought I had lost you.
But I had found my voice, and my courage and my strength.
And sometimes people don't always like those things.
You just don't understand yet, the complexities that are me.
Love doesn't always let you see the truth.
A lost soul with a bit of temper.
One who has seen it all, yet still stares at nothing.
It began at a young age, the ache in my heart, the dead in my eyes.
All because of love, love will get you every time.
Dedicate your time and loyalty into the people who are always going to hurt you the most.
Watch as they slip away from your life and your memory.
You can't hold on to them forever no matter how hard you try.
And that's okay, because it's all apart of life.
People expect that you'll be just fine, but why don't they suspect that it takes more time.
That sometimes you can hurt for a lifetime, because your heart was broken so many times.
All the clichés, and they go on and on, spinning through time like a whirlwind.
It's not that easy they realized, it's not as easy as it was the last time.
So we let time slip away, at times we're running even.
Blushed cheeks and heavy breath won't keep us at bay.
From the infectious entity known as love.
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