By now I should get it
that I am just chasing a ghost
Your silence is painfully
a sharp dart to my heart
My mind is made up
and wants to move on
But my heart fears that
you won’t be around, if I am gone
What shall I do or say
to that silly old song
But I regret not for a second
loving is never wrong
I felt you in my veins
beyond my redemption
Maybe one day you will feel it
when you fall deep down without an exception
JobiraNYC 6-17-19
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 11:00 PM UTC
By now I should get it
that I am just chasing a ghost
Your silence is painfully
a sharp dart to my heart
My mind is made up
and wants to move on
But my heart fears that
you won’t be around, if I am gone
What shall I do or say
to that silly old song
But I regret not for a second
loving is never wrong
I felt you in my veins
beyond my redemption
Maybe one day you will feel it
when you fall deep down without an exception
JobiraNYC 6-17-19
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