They knew not her pain, She yearned with screams in vain, Her voice nearly broke, With every word which she spoke. I felt her tears hit the floor, Such thoughts which flew out her door. Speaking with such influence, They threw her off with ignorance. Cry not no more, For your pain takes … More Her pain
Too young for love. Too soon for reasoning. What about now? Or even tomorrow? Don’t question the reality of things when it’s in your favour. You know deep down where the truth lies. Go on, pick up the paint brush, And paint that bigger picture.
She was independant, And didn’t need me. I was just a distraction, To her destiny. She was no princess, Nor received the royal care. She was an heiress, Her work, with utmost flare. I was drawn to her, But never still there. To me she purred, Her thoughts, she’d never share. I longed to be … More Her
I’d love to share. And I mean I really do. Very leniently though fair. Except my time with you.
The first tight hug we had, I did feel you, The smell of you, Still linger on my body, Even though you’re far away.
Although it’s urgent. It doesn’t have to be now. It doesn’t have to be tomorrow. I can only hope it’s someday sooner than never.
It was weird not talking to it, I didn’t want to talk to it, But I wanted it to talk to me. Strange reality, As I thought of it. It happened. BING! It messaged, A small volcano errupting, I still didn’t want to talk to her. But I wanted it to talk to me.
I’ve tried to find that common goal, But down this path I’d lose my soul. Different outlooks to life it behold, It ain’t working, truth be told. I tried to find a reasons to defend, But this is where our friendship will always end.
Don’t leave me here, I can’t find love no more. Not pleased to be here, I got nothing left to show. Trival as it seems, Little do you know now. Crushed are these dreams, Hatred on the prow.
I lay here hopeless and doubtful, As I try to picture a better future, I have been let down, And I don’t want to be here right now. It’s enough with the distractions, And small time attractions. I want to move forward, Each day, work for its raw worth!
Practical sense of a wingman. Do they usually have practice, Or do they just wing it?