Not knowing your looks nor your thoughts,
How can i say it is or it's not.
Hearing Listening is what i can only do,
Knowing you're sad,
Makes me feel really bad.
Whatever i am to you,
I do care at least reply,
It's good to know that your safe even if it's goodbye.
I cannot do more than what i didn't expect would happen,
In between there's a line,
For us would be so hard to combine.
Your heart is elsewhere,
I can sense that's true,
Wishing you the best is the most i can do.
A feel for you that has been slowly produced,
It's just fate made us not to be,
I hope one day will prove myself wrong,
But for now it's just not meant to be.
1 comment:
this is part of the life - process of growing to be a better man :)
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