The poems I have made for you often follows a tragedy
And the memories we shared after all these years slowly wants to break free
I wanted to let it go and break free from all your agonies
But what more is there to live when all I will ever have are your memories, our memories
The songs you've dedicated for me always make the pain change to joy
And the memories we made after all these years are the memories you're starting to forget and destroy
I wanted to let you go and break free from all the reasons why I'm still here
But what more is there to love when I all I will ever be is you far from being near
The enchantments of every kiss and embrace became so much deeper
And the photographs left unseen made me bury my pride and my dignity lower
I wanted to let you go and break free from all these infinite and undecided lies
But what more is left of me when all I ever wanted was your presence near me away from all the memories of yesteryear's calls.
The love that I have for you all these years made me go
And might as well let go of unnecessary memories trapped in me.
The love you made me feel made me do crimes I never even dared to commit in my early years of being alive
But your love is but one crime I love to do over and over again.
The person you see now might be different from the lonesome girl you met three years ago
But that's only because you lit the spark of happiness left in me and set it ablaze over and over again.
Never mistaken my cries for weakness
Never mistaken my love for arrogance
Never mistaken me for who I am
and never ever mistaken my love for lust.
Love's never too late, for you and me.
And the memories we shared after all these years slowly wants to break free
I wanted to let it go and break free from all your agonies
But what more is there to live when all I will ever have are your memories, our memories
The songs you've dedicated for me always make the pain change to joy
And the memories we made after all these years are the memories you're starting to forget and destroy
I wanted to let you go and break free from all the reasons why I'm still here
But what more is there to love when I all I will ever be is you far from being near
The enchantments of every kiss and embrace became so much deeper
And the photographs left unseen made me bury my pride and my dignity lower
I wanted to let you go and break free from all these infinite and undecided lies
But what more is left of me when all I ever wanted was your presence near me away from all the memories of yesteryear's calls.
The love that I have for you all these years made me go
And might as well let go of unnecessary memories trapped in me.
The love you made me feel made me do crimes I never even dared to commit in my early years of being alive
But your love is but one crime I love to do over and over again.
The person you see now might be different from the lonesome girl you met three years ago
But that's only because you lit the spark of happiness left in me and set it ablaze over and over again.
Never mistaken my cries for weakness
Never mistaken my love for arrogance
Never mistaken me for who I am
and never ever mistaken my love for lust.
Love's never too late, for you and me.
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