Remember in the cold night that it was just a dream and the chilled waking doesn’t mean anything but the start of another day
Remember in the quiet night that it took twenty years for
I’m waiting for someone special
To become
I guess not
And as far as that’s concerned
My mind playing tricks on the line again
Because I’m not the only one
Keeps coming back and I’ve been hacked
By society
To think that I can’t just move on from something because that makes it less important but
There’s a realist who knows that there’s just no way
I’m not good enough for him
That’s why I know I’m not good enough for you
Swinging misses out of my league
But remember in the creaking cold quiet
That it’s been a year now.
It seems I can get away with it
But I wish I wouldn’t
It’s so quiet
I almost wish I missed the noise
But the ringing in my ears
Is far preferable
I still wish you were here
That you’d open up just a little bit
That I could properly apologise
That I
I don’t want to ruin it
I never did.
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