In all my works, Filled with pain. I know not what’s coming, For me to gain. It brings me joy, And it’s not in vain. I wait in expectation, While I train. For he will give, In abundance likened to rain. If only our loyalty, We maintain. Advertisements
I love the space between us, It leaves more room to fuss. I seem to be losing our trust, Help me build it, we must. Trying times are here, Couldn’t be so far and as near. We’ve gotta to paint this picture, Of Life’s moments of texture.
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.
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.
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.
You got to respect timing. Once you understand it, There is no such thing as “bad timing”. Either you got it or you don’t.
I could be wrong and so could you, unless we turn this page together and read from the same lines.
Let’s just get to the end, Where our lives blend. Unlike right now, right here, Life seems so ‘Oh dear’. Can we just be intertwined? Wine beside the bed we dined? That lustful fear. Always seems so near. Our dream achieved. Near perfection believed. Success so shear. Lifes motions stuck in a gear. … More Must I wait?
I loved him as a brother, I loved him as a friend, He was practically family, I hope this bond never ends.