You are part of my memory. Part of my fantasy. Part of me. Part of my life, perhaps lies?
How long do you have to pretend, suppress those feelings or continue to be lonely.
You are walking away and taking the high road when deep inside you are dying.
You locked away your love even when you know it has so much potential. Knowing that a part of you will never be the same because not everyone is the same as that person you are running away from.
IT has crossed your mind to tell the truth, to tell her you innermost desire and feelings but even thinking of it scares the hell out of you because you cannot even see yourself as that person...a person that is carefree, do not pretend and just love, no matter what the consequences are. It made you smile, didn't it? To be just THAT even in your thoughts. Feels rejuvenating, liberating but sadly you remember you are a coward whose morale standards are always above her heart. SO, you run. You hide and you slowly lose grip of this illusion of happiness. You got a brand new box to hide it, you locked it and threw that key away; and you never looked back.
Sad that is so easy for you to forget, to disregard everything. To build something and then just leave it hanging. To start to mess with emotions and then build walls to hide that there was even anything. Maybe it is me, I am not worth it to be fought for. Maybe that is always gonna be the case. Someone will fall but then is too afraid to fight for me, save me or make me happier. I don't need your love to be happy. I can be happy regardless if you love me or not. I know that for sure, but who am I kidding, I know I will be happier in your arms. Just seeing you makes me happy. Seeing you smile makes my heart flutter and hearing you laugh brings me joy already. But who are we kidding, we are both cowards...coz I would rather have you as a friend than nothing at all.
We both let others BE and live our lives separate but in a distance we still glance at each other thinking of what could've been if the circumstances are different.
SO, so long my star-crossed love. Maybe in a different universe, a different lifetime...our paths will cross again. And maybe, just maybe you will be mine and I to you.
How long do you have to pretend, suppress those feelings or continue to be lonely.
You are walking away and taking the high road when deep inside you are dying.
You locked away your love even when you know it has so much potential. Knowing that a part of you will never be the same because not everyone is the same as that person you are running away from.
IT has crossed your mind to tell the truth, to tell her you innermost desire and feelings but even thinking of it scares the hell out of you because you cannot even see yourself as that person...a person that is carefree, do not pretend and just love, no matter what the consequences are. It made you smile, didn't it? To be just THAT even in your thoughts. Feels rejuvenating, liberating but sadly you remember you are a coward whose morale standards are always above her heart. SO, you run. You hide and you slowly lose grip of this illusion of happiness. You got a brand new box to hide it, you locked it and threw that key away; and you never looked back.
Sad that is so easy for you to forget, to disregard everything. To build something and then just leave it hanging. To start to mess with emotions and then build walls to hide that there was even anything. Maybe it is me, I am not worth it to be fought for. Maybe that is always gonna be the case. Someone will fall but then is too afraid to fight for me, save me or make me happier. I don't need your love to be happy. I can be happy regardless if you love me or not. I know that for sure, but who am I kidding, I know I will be happier in your arms. Just seeing you makes me happy. Seeing you smile makes my heart flutter and hearing you laugh brings me joy already. But who are we kidding, we are both cowards...coz I would rather have you as a friend than nothing at all.
We both let others BE and live our lives separate but in a distance we still glance at each other thinking of what could've been if the circumstances are different.
SO, so long my star-crossed love. Maybe in a different universe, a different lifetime...our paths will cross again. And maybe, just maybe you will be mine and I to you.
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