I hate sitting on this bus,
Constantly thinking about us,
I hate knowing we never had our chance,
Especially after our memorable dance,
Old feelings are buried now,
And still I wonder to myself how?
How did they suddenly disappear?
Did they get lost amongst my fear?
Who knows? I don't,
Live in the past? I won't,
I'll live in the now and search some more
For the feelings I bared when it was you I adored...
Five years ago is long enough...
But I'll try again to fall in love...
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