This feeling that I always get
A feeling of nausea
And a feeling of regret
Sentiments of which falter within
Inside the thoughts of the weary
Pining for your love and for no one to break in
Alas, 'twas a drastic moment
Meeting you indubiously
Unsought to be yours at that hour, 'till this minute
A sendoff is what our fates should entail
With no loving memories to cling on to
Free of worries, and clear thoughts that prevail
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 12:37 PM UTC
This feeling that I always get
A feeling of nausea
And a feeling of regret
Sentiments of which falter within
Inside the thoughts of the weary
Pining for your love and for no one to break in
Alas, 'twas a drastic moment
Meeting you indubiously
Unsought to be yours at that hour, 'till this minute
A sendoff is what our fates should entail
With no loving memories to cling on to
Free of worries, and clear thoughts that prevail