A one way love affair...
Common to people who's inlove with a kid in a candy store. A love embraced by cowardness and insensitivity. When it strikes you you'll have to seek answer, you'll have to seek a chance... you have to go...When do you start moving on? When do you know when to stop? Is it worth fighting for, or its just a waste of time? Do you really have the guts to stop? Can you honestly ask your heart and force it to stop? Love is like a carcinoma... If affects the whole of you.. it metastasize... One day its gone.. but it's in fact recurrent...
Common to people who's inlove with a kid in a candy store. A love embraced by cowardness and insensitivity. When it strikes you you'll have to seek answer, you'll have to seek a chance... you have to go...When do you start moving on? When do you know when to stop? Is it worth fighting for, or its just a waste of time? Do you really have the guts to stop? Can you honestly ask your heart and force it to stop? Love is like a carcinoma... If affects the whole of you.. it metastasize... One day its gone.. but it's in fact recurrent...
.1 inch
Closer than it may seem
Heart Beats were amplified
Heart beats were running a hundred miles
Elbows were in Friction
Eyes were on the same level
Cheeks were gliding
And lips were crashing…
That’s all it took to weaken a 4 month endeavor…
Just when you thought you’re already at the apex,
One touch is too controlling to bring you back at 1.
Here we are, back to the old case scenario.
Here we are driving back that same one way street.
A very superficial .1 inch…
Yet its inner walls are drawn apart.
.1 inch seem so sweet and true
It sounds romantic on my point of view
But that sound fades as I face reality
Coz when eyes were on that same level,
Only two eyes were open.
If insensitivity scamper in your blood,
Or if indeed no feelings were enclosed
I hope and pray that on my next venture to overlook and shift,
I hope I won’t end back at one. Again not back at one.
Closer than it may seem
Heart Beats were amplified
Heart beats were running a hundred miles
Elbows were in Friction
Eyes were on the same level
Cheeks were gliding
And lips were crashing…
That’s all it took to weaken a 4 month endeavor…
Just when you thought you’re already at the apex,
One touch is too controlling to bring you back at 1.
Here we are, back to the old case scenario.
Here we are driving back that same one way street.
A very superficial .1 inch…
Yet its inner walls are drawn apart.
.1 inch seem so sweet and true
It sounds romantic on my point of view
But that sound fades as I face reality
Coz when eyes were on that same level,
Only two eyes were open.
If insensitivity scamper in your blood,
Or if indeed no feelings were enclosed
I hope and pray that on my next venture to overlook and shift,
I hope I won’t end back at one. Again not back at one.
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