mercredi 6 août 2014

Midnight Confession

I hope it's not too late to confess
You give my soul a creak when you smiled
Or when our fingertips touched
Or when I realized you've got my heart to disown
All was well back then

I hope it's not too late to confess
Every sassy craps I talk
are reminders that we just can't walk
Every attitudes you think too bold
are turn overs for goosebumps in my world
Every shitty jokes I sprout
are red herrings of how for you I root
Every moments of breath I fail to take
are alarms for me to wake
Every gentle slaps your body receives
are revenge for nasty butterfly in my stomach

I hope it's not too late to confess
I'm unhappy when you back down
or is it just me who trick the mirror like a clown?
And pretend like I can't see
We are never meant to be

I hope it's not too late to confess
I'm dying inside as you run your fingers through her hair
It's aching to rewind how you link your arms around her feet, all bare

I hope it's not too late to confess
When you asked me if I loved
I almost said I did

I hope it's not too late to confess
I loved you then,
I love you still
I always have
I always will

10:01, 6/8/14

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