Maybe After All, It’s Her Fault
I hope that she know she deserves it. She deserves to be happy. She deserves the love that the people around her want to give her.
I hope that she know she deserves it. She deserves to be happy. She deserves the love that the people around her want to give her.
Just let go and take everything as it comes and as it goes. Nothing is permanent in this world.
I wanted to make you feel like I was doing perfectly fine without you. Instead of saying what I really wanted to say.
I didn’t want to wish for you. I could have said something better than your name, but is there such a thing? I could have ignored this 11:11 wish thing that they do but how else could I tell the universe how much I want to be with you?
My first wish would be to see you once more. To be able to look at you standing right in front of me.
We would think that they are too good for us. We would think that we don’t deserve them. We would think that they deserve better than us and that we are not worthy to be chosen by them.
The real kind of love wouldn’t just run out even if they won’t accept it. The real kind of love wouldn’t just fade even if they don’t return it.
Sometimes, my mind is a mess and I need someone to just be there for me and wait patiently until I snap out of it or to make sense out of it. I need that someone to be you.
I couldn’t believe that you did that, sing to me in a crowded place. I never thought that you could be brave enough to do that.
It’s just there. It stays.