i gave up on you maybe like 5 months of thinking of all the possibilities but sadly, it didn’t happen not even close i still like you, as a person not more than a friend or anything you make me laugh, far away and i guess it’s supposed to be like this i give up, finally. i hope i see you again, soon. so we can finally talk and laugh, together an inch closer
damn, again, i was all too late
so let’s pretend i never saw you i never met you and i never tried i made a fool out of myself imagining that someday i could hold your hand walk with you and touch your hair your deep voice becoming the new town flare though, today we speak and tomorrow i seek your stare but i won’t stare back anymore and i will stop talking about you because i’m glad you’re...
you know how you fall into a deep hole so easy to get back up but you fall down as you try to ? i want to let you go all the pieces shattered across the floor but for once, i took the chance in hoping that you would look at me and actually say something but as the days grow old and wrinkly, you don’t take the chance that we could be something more than we could ever imagine