One Day, That Day, Someday....
Just in the glance of one pupil she grasps the attention of millions.
They just don't know it yet, neither does she....
Even though the mending of her heart is far from done, but I am far from abandoning her in her time of need.
Hopefully somehow or someway I would meet her face to face and see that loving smile and gorgeous face... Maybe, somehow or someday.
I couldn't bare the thought of her sheding a tear. Her love is in the right place, but somewhat her heart needs more space.
Without that space, she loathes herself everyday for the snake to carry on out of her way. For her to move on and see better days.
In retrospect, the quest to her heart is probably far from long. Although its better to have some love then not.
Images, flashes, and lights all the same; what I imagine is her all day.
Consideration is key, cause she is so meek; do not push so much or she'll push back and be stuck once again so horribly bleak...
The most shred of happiness I have is with see, I wish I could come to you for you to see; I'm not like all those other tools.