forever hold my peace
i’ve never met her and i hope i never will but i know you and i know me we fit so, may my plea never find you; just don’t say ‘i do’ please
Gathering thoughts…
Gathering thoughts…
A world of little thoughts.
Tagged confession × Clear
i’ve never met her and i hope i never will but i know you and i know me we fit so, may my plea never find you; just don’t say ‘i do’ please
she stood there broken because she heard someone she held dear telling another a sacred confession of public adoration and she stood and sobbed unaware of it all oblivious the same sadness consumes me when i recall that i don’t serve him dinners or he doesn’t hold me through oaths and i think to myself; you & me both
i guess i suppose i can’t say for sure but then again maybe can neither confirm nor deny that you’re in my mind all the time maybe I’ll win maybe I’ll loose maybe it’ll just blow the fuse and we’ll sit there in the dark pitch black wondering how to make it out of this mess
I’m pushing you away because I don’t know how to go back. And I miss you so much. How we used to be. I’m already not recognising myself. I want that care again. I want you in my life. The way it was. Mixed signals and all. But I can’t just walk back into it without an explanation. But how would I even begin tell you…