I am tired. I am indolent absorbing this grief
I am out of myself at times. Uncomplaining by your alibis
I am faking my mind over. Falsifying as if you think of me as well
I can confess. Only if you’d set aside your pride even for a minute.
Enlighten me. And I’d be glad. Whether if it’ll hurt me or not.
Your words be essential and a NO for me to respond by my own issue.
I am jovial. Repeatedly felt fine by your lexis saved on my phone.
I can state that I miss you. I am missing you as we ended our unprepared talk.
I’d make clear to you. Pride does not exist by me once it arrived amid us.
Love is US. Could be sensible than something else to augment with.
Music we made will forever be there. And it’ll stay, if we’ll keep on as one
Certainly, you’ve told me that more than once, and have you heard as I respond.
Feel it. I do want to hear it over and over again.
Do it. Beat yourself. Talk to me now, not later.
I need you. More than I need you.
And I am thinking of you, so don’t bother anyhow.
Tuesday
May, 06, 2008
1:35 am
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