The night is long and the air is hot.
Nothing. Just nothing as my heart started to beat.
Time has slowed and I have forgotten all words.
My mind is blank with thoughts of her.
Where was I then and why am I here now.
When she was in doubt I was high in the clouds.
If time could turn back... Just for a day... I'd tell her that things will be ok.
I'd reach out my hand and with hope, she would hold it.
I'd guide her and hold her until time is up.
Even so.. This foolish daydream wouldn't come true.
If it weren't for then, she wouldn't become the girl she is now.
A beautiful bird who rose from the ashes of hell and flew to the ever changing world.
That bird who was an angel who believed she was a demon. Couldn't ever dream of being what I see.
A cute independent girl. Who's strength was that of a mans. Frank and spontaneous. Fabulous in all ways.
This girl I see now is not without her battle scars.
Even so. There is no sin in having flaws.
This girl I see. Always suspicious of me.
For my lies, they have run deep.
Without effort I spin them like webs,
in order to block a past memory.
If only she could know. What I see in her is that of pure gold.
Even then. Would she believe me?
The me back then needed the girl she is today... And so it ends at 2:53.
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For the people like me.
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