is it because i go to fast
and love just lingers coming last?
or do I cling to what has gone
to echos I should not lean upon?
is if because i guard my heart
afraid it’s fragile, prone to part?
or do i spill it too soon
like water spilling lost by noon?
is if because i dream of fate
and stand too still at every gate?
while stars just shift their scheme
and laugh at how i chase a dream?
or maybe there’s no fault to blame
no broken path no losing game
perhaps love’s simply not here yet
it’s coming close we have not met
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 1:48 PM UTC
is it because i go to fast
and love just lingers coming last?
or do I cling to what has gone
to echos I should not lean upon?
is if because i guard my heart
afraid it’s fragile, prone to part?
or do i spill it too soon
like water spilling lost by noon?
is if because i dream of fate
and stand too still at every gate?
while stars just shift their scheme
and laugh at how i chase a dream?
or maybe there’s no fault to blame
no broken path no losing game
perhaps love’s simply not here yet
it’s coming close we have not met
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