I’m afraid of the unspoken
the secrets you keep
will they be love tokens
or things to make me weep
I’m scared of not-happened-yet rows
I want us to be like this always
the flames I’m ready to douse
in my head scenarios play
I’m trying to live in the present
just enjoy what we are
but the future is ******* on my lampost
marking me, leaving a scar
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 11:11 AM UTC
I’m afraid of the unspoken
the secrets you keep
will they be love tokens
or things to make me weep
I’m scared of not-happened-yet rows
I want us to be like this always
the flames I’m ready to douse
in my head scenarios play
I’m trying to live in the present
just enjoy what we are
but the future is ******* on my lampost
marking me, leaving a scar