where are you? can you get it??

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Hard to understand
Infact its hard to explain to other person
Unless they feel the same
Also in the same way
Yes, its hard to get that person
It also makes me scared, what if I choose the wrong one
But for some reason I can't stop trying to find them
God has made it inevitable to live together,
Some say it fate or whatever
But how can I find you where I hadn't even seen or sensed your appearance
Why do I long for you presence so bad?
What is that letter inside me opens always when I'm happy, sad, lost or alone
You never leave my mind, my consciousness, or is it my soul?
Its full of questions, my heart or maybe my love for you
You keep me trying hard to find you, the lost me maybe
Am I selfish enough to love myself to love you, is it possible for me
Everything thing feels incomplete or is it true that I was made this way
It better be true so someone like you don't get hurt
I wish I could wish you to come find me
I'm sure you're going to get hurt for that
I don't want it but its a  harassment for myself not wanting you, longing for you

Well who wishs for helping a dying tree to help which want to blossom so badly

As no one can see a tree dying in winter
Heh, winter is my favorite time of the year
Everything's cold and wishes not to move as if the time is stopped
Even people speak less
Best time for me escape from the

 reality of myself Even the roses I grow for you doesn't come out to talk to meI get completely lost in you waiting for you to know where I am, who I am, what I amEven its disappointing and bitter like the coffee I drink all the timeYou are the on...

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reality of myself
Even the roses I grow for you doesn't come out to talk to me
I get completely lost in you waiting for you to know where I am, who I am, what I am
Even its disappointing and bitter like the coffee I drink all the time
You are the only one I fancy for this dying cold heart

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