I saw you
listening to an old tale folk,
Sincerely falling backward through time,
I though I was the one you wanted back.
You saw me,
Like a future fairy tail of yours.
Mentioning how humorous I was
Asking for a second time for us.
Then last night,
I cried like it was the first time
I fell onto the ground.
Savoring the pain I grasped.
It was she
You saw your futuristic heartbeat
Who captured your second time us
And Sincerely wanting her back.
I saw us,
But it is just a past.
My one that got away.
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 7:30 PM UTC
I saw you
listening to an old tale folk,
Sincerely falling backward through time,
I though I was the one you wanted back.
You saw me,
Like a future fairy tail of yours.
Mentioning how humorous I was
Asking for a second time for us.
Then last night,
I cried like it was the first time
I fell onto the ground.
Savoring the pain I grasped.
It was she
You saw your futuristic heartbeat
Who captured your second time us
And Sincerely wanting her back.
I saw us,
But it is just a past.
My one that got away.
My one last farewell to you, Berns Felizco. someday somehow, our paths will cross again, and trust me, you will realize I'm the one that got away
