I know someday, I'll find you.
No you won't be a boy.
You'll be a man who loves me like I'm the only one you see.
No you won't be the one who says words he can't live up to.
Instead you'll be the one who lives up to the promises I thought no one could keep.
No you won't be the one I will be expecting you to be.
You'd rather be the one who will amaze me in your own way.
No you won't be the one who'll play your little game on me.
Instead you'll be the one tired of all the games and you'll choose to restart your life with me.
I know you exist. I'll find you.
Or maybe
You'll find me.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryNever found the right time to say it. Never felt it was right to be said. I leave this as a message for those who read. These are the truths that were and will always be unspoken. But surely be known.
