This isn't about a single person. I just created a story from bunch of thoughts I had collected on paper. The end
It's been FIVE YEARS since I last felt this way.Why must my stomach drop even when you have nothing to say?
Even after we part, your presence still lingers as if you were still in the room.
I'm not one of those creeps,
I'm playing for keeps.
Should I let my guard down? Should I give you my heart?
Is that really what you want? Or is this just a fling waiting to fall apart?
Sometimes you tell me you like me,
Sometimes I think you can't stand me.
Sorry if I'm smothering you.
I can't get enough of you.
I just want to be with you.
I hear all these voices in my mind,
All these words I can't unwind,
The fact that this is wrong is all I can find..
It's been ONE WEEK since our first words
I wondered why they sounded like the song of morning birds.
You told me we would fall for each other, I told you anything could happen.
I didn't believe it myself,
I wasn't even sure you did yourself.
I told myself it was just another girl.
A girl that wouldn't be able to make my mind swirl..
I'm consumed in the first time you were too busy to talk.
I lost my balance, I could hardly walk.
I thought I was a fool for no one.
But baby, I'm a fool for you.
It's been THREE DAYS since I first saw your face.
You were like an angel gliding with perfect grace.
The anticipation was high, and I wasn't really sure why.
I saw you walk towards me, as I waited in my car.
My heart dropped, you shinned like a star.
We talk as if we have known each other for years,
We left behind all our fears.
I thought I gave up on giving in,
but that smile sucks me in and leaves me speechless.
Every single time, I'm rendered completely breathless
I'm going through withdrawals for that one night we spent together.
I wish it could have lasted forever.
We weren't meant to be, but babe, I'd like to wait and see...
Because when I'm with you I feel so free.
I'm terrible at this..
I know you can tell I'm terrible at this..
1 comment:
this is amazing tyler! seriously.
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