I am a hopeless romantic at heart, but a steady-headed realist in execution. I don't make the mistake of letting false hope ignite true feelings -- except this time.
It seems that your electricity has weaved its way through a labyrinth, merging with the sparks that power my nerves. The steady pulse keeping me alive courses with your flashing current, your glow now one with my blood and being.
I just ask for your reassurance and love on nights like these.I need your loving side. I know you’re capable of showing it, I just don’t know why it seems like you don’t care at all when I’m trying my best for things to be more than just ’okay’.
"I promise to wait for you. (and I have never made promises before)"
Boy, you better keep your promise. I'm sticking around if you will stick it out for me.
Our time's almost up so before this gets harder and more painful, here's me giving up. Giving up on the idea of us and what we could have been. I never wanted you to become one of my could-have-beens but you've never really shown me that it's probable for us to-be.
If you like someone, let them go; if they don't come back, it was never meant to be
Oh gods, brain, stop dreaming about him. Just. Stop. I wake up and I'm back to being nonexistent. I know it doesn't matter if I'm here or not. So stop with the wish fulfillment dreams Stop now.
My brain is telling me to move on, but my heart screams to wait, it knows it’s going to happen one day. I don‘t know which one to follow.
I haven’t seen you or spoken to you in years but for some reason you keep on popping up in my dreams.. I have no clue what’s going on.