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The good times are a thing of the past
Life goes on
I said with a tear on my eye

I look back and I wish to go
I wish to go back to when you would kiss me

Now that I look back I realize
How fast time flies by
And we dont learn until its too late
To enjoy every second of our lifes

The feeling of your words
Is something that I'll never forget
I wish I could go
To when we first met

I wish I could be back
In the last week we were together
So that I can tell you again
In a meaningfull way
That I love you more than myself

I wish I could be back on that bus
Those rides used to be the highs of my day
You held my hand tight
I tought it would be forever

And now
Here I am
For more that I try
I can't make them understand
That for more money I'm offered
I won't stop plucking the metal strings
I won't stop writting and singing over simple melodies
I won't stop feeling emotions
When I hear a simple chord

I don't care about money or fame
I don't care about being laid
All that I really want is
To, one day, help someone
The way guitar helped me
Im starting to get old
Yet, I'm still young
I lived life with fear
Yet im alone
I met some incredible people
Who eventually will forget
What's my favourite color
They won't answer that

But if someone asks me
If I ever regret saying
"I love you" a few times
To the girl that I met
She was my world
I did everything I could
And even after promessing to stay
I hate to say this, but she ran away
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I'm starting to realize
That even if im alone and sad
The trees won't stop growing
And time won't ever slow down
I wasted so much of my time
Giving love to this one girl
Mariana is her name
And I miss her a lot

I wrote her a love letter
It had some beautiful words
But it was not worth the effort
I'm now, alone

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