Left things at goodbye
Pursued our separated lives
And we let go...
Then once upon a time,
Our paths crossed
We talked and laughed;
Everything returned.
They say if you love something,
Let it go.
If it comes back,
It's yours.
I'm still afraid --
Now that he came back,
But still he wasn't mine?
What if still, it wasn't meant to be?
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
Left things at goodbye
Pursued our separated lives
And we let go...
Then once upon a time,
Our paths crossed
We talked and laughed;
Everything returned.
They say if you love something,
Let it go.
If it comes back,
It's yours.
I'm still afraid --
Now that he came back,
But still he wasn't mine?
What if still, it wasn't meant to be?
