Im not sure whom you are referring to.
Should i believe what you once told me?
That what you write is just unreal.
Or should i believe what you are trying to tell me now.
My senses failed me once(or maybe not, hopefully)
maybe im making up everything myself again..
If there is a slightest chance that you love me,
then im in what im in now. a state of dilemma.
Am i just a lifeboat to save you from your sunken cruise?
But then again i would gladly well be one. To see you happy again.
Or am i just a fleeting desire, like the one everyone has?
But then again i would gladly well be one. For your love i would die to have, be it for a second or for eternity.
Should i find you and cure us of our pain? Should i put an end to all these messy things?
Then again, are all those meant for me? Maybe it's your stress acting up again, needing someone to care for you.
Maybe im not even anything to you. Not even a person you hate.
Then i would disappear slowly. dissolve. vaporise. leaving no trace of me in this cruel world.
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