the first snow so warm wonder is whirling in our living hands seconds can be windows they can feel a kind of truth an impossible simultaneity of tears and laughter, a peacefulness as deep as the roots.
let me circle around your mystery give me one more second to smile back at you
Listen, I still have deep feelings for you. But I’m not gonna be chasing you. I refuse to be your puppet that follows your every move out here. You blew your chance when I gave my all in the beginning. You played on that. You broke that bond. It’s your fault why I don’t love you the same, my love. And yet, I’m willing to give it another shot for redemption. I just need you to open your eyes. You know I’m more than a “good man.” Stop running game. Stop running this race.
there's nothing wrong with living in the moment when you know you're dying by the second. and, while it's true that you can get hurt if you let your guard down, there's nothing wrong with living like tomorrow's going to come. because it will come whether or not you're here to see it. but you never know when your time will come to an end. so why not let yourself hope? let yourself dream. because life isn't always peaches and cream.
Why are you so ******* scared of me loving you Was it her using you to fill his void Or the second she Who used you to wait for him Are you scared of who I could be Or who I am I gave you second second chances I let you choose first And I'm still not sure why you cast me aside You turned me into a shadow of she and her Stealing what I could get I gave you until the last second For a second second chance But when it came to me I barely got a second glance Now that we are different and another warms our beds Do you ever even for a second wish it was me instead
I don't know why you let me go when you still wanted me to stay.
I can't say that I'm living my best days And I can't say that I get the man of my dreams Because; he still chose the work days as an exercise to stay with me And because he always celebrating with her , in their house not with me And because he always smile that charming smile whenever he talk with her , and I thought I was the only one who make him feel that way
Some boy flirt with me when we walk in the street, and my head is spinning around with possibilities of what are you gonna do ? Will you rebuke him and get angry like what you do whenever someone flirt with her ? Or you just bring me closer to you and pass your long fingers on my shoulder, like a hopeless and sad sign that, I’m all yours? yes, the second choice, always.