Maybe,
if I was smarter,
braver,
cursed by everyone.
If I was:
taller, stronger, better,
than the silent song you sang.
You would heat my frozen soul,
you would be the one I want.
I could stay till you feel better,
you could hide between my arms.
But the end of all my dreaming,
lies in someone elses hand,
we will break up all our stories,
I was not the man I am.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 10:17 AM UTC
Maybe,
if I was smarter,
braver,
cursed by everyone.
If I was:
taller, stronger, better,
than the silent song you sang.
You would heat my frozen soul,
you would be the one I want.
I could stay till you feel better,
you could hide between my arms.
But the end of all my dreaming,
lies in someone elses hand,
we will break up all our stories,
I was not the man I am.