We all think there will be more of it -
A better time to say how you feel,
Or let someone into your life.
We live in a world of “somedays” -
One days and eventualities
Living life on hold without even noticing.
Don’t wait until you’re holding on for dear life -
Wishing for the unspoken to be said,
Regretting your untaken opportunities
And screaming at the sky:
“Hey! Do you sell time?”
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:17 PM UTC
We all think there will be more of it -
A better time to say how you feel,
Or let someone into your life.
We live in a world of “somedays” -
One days and eventualities
Living life on hold without even noticing.
Don’t wait until you’re holding on for dear life -
Wishing for the unspoken to be said,
Regretting your untaken opportunities
And screaming at the sky:
“Hey! Do you sell time?”
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