never told
never told. the song is amazingly beautiful and apt to how i feel.
"... stories spuned that can never be told ... " feeling rather down today. couped up in campus for way too long so i decided head back home.
"..with words that will never reach you.." stepping out into the evening crowd, blanketed by the setting golden rays, i felt better already.
"time is running out on my will and my strength, to restore all the pieces my heart that wouldn't mend..." the wind blows, gentle caress , every step i take, feels like walking into a loving embrace. a shy lover who is relunctant to let go. temporal, but tender.
"..we see but we are blind to what can be in our lives if we find.." sitting in the bus. sentimental thoughts running through my mind. picking on old wounds that healed and craving new wounds. scarred memories, scarred heart.
"... i love you more than you will ever... ever feel..." i feel trapped. i do not know why. its a simple choice which i do not want to decide. i want it to be. i know it will not. why am i unhappy when i want to be.
next to the window now. the warm rays peek into my room, the gentle breeze that lingers on my skin is cold. its a beautiful afternoon. i am still sad. i miss being in love. i miss being happy.
can u find me? i miss you.
"... stories spuned that can never be told ... " feeling rather down today. couped up in campus for way too long so i decided head back home.
"..with words that will never reach you.." stepping out into the evening crowd, blanketed by the setting golden rays, i felt better already.
"time is running out on my will and my strength, to restore all the pieces my heart that wouldn't mend..." the wind blows, gentle caress , every step i take, feels like walking into a loving embrace. a shy lover who is relunctant to let go. temporal, but tender.
"..we see but we are blind to what can be in our lives if we find.." sitting in the bus. sentimental thoughts running through my mind. picking on old wounds that healed and craving new wounds. scarred memories, scarred heart.
"... i love you more than you will ever... ever feel..." i feel trapped. i do not know why. its a simple choice which i do not want to decide. i want it to be. i know it will not. why am i unhappy when i want to be.
next to the window now. the warm rays peek into my room, the gentle breeze that lingers on my skin is cold. its a beautiful afternoon. i am still sad. i miss being in love. i miss being happy.
can u find me? i miss you.
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