sometimes the simple things that happen to you are the core elements that change and completely transform you.
As i once shared a bonded vision of what we were to be, in the end i guess it dint end up for all to see.
You see, talking of the end, i doubt there was any... it was mere signs of the beginning.
As there is no pleasure without pain but.... My pain bred life to pleasure, my heartache became a folklore of leisure.
Via pain we become stronger, with effective strain we resist love even longer.
How funny life took an unexpected relapse, how funny that I of all people did the same mistakes at present of which i disgraced in the past.
The little things surely give you away, as they did with me. so with less struggle i smile it away and hope it stays, yeah! I hope it stays that way.
Like the way i believe in miracles, i witnessed my walls giving way as she penetrated unscathed.
But i wonder what lay ahead... Who knows, Maybe her scene was the final cast.
But, maybe am overreacting, maybe it was mere infatuation.
Maybe i never lost heart to her, but its true she managed to grasp a vivid portion.
I guess my heart became a shooting practice for cupid, how unlucky he tried his best to no satisfaction.
And am not trying to be bold, but i doubt al ever feel 'that' sweet chemical reaction.
As i once shared a bonded vision of what we were to be, in the end i guess it dint end up for all to see.
You see, talking of the end, i doubt there was any... it was mere signs of the beginning.
As there is no pleasure without pain but.... My pain bred life to pleasure, my heartache became a folklore of leisure.
Via pain we become stronger, with effective strain we resist love even longer.
How funny life took an unexpected relapse, how funny that I of all people did the same mistakes at present of which i disgraced in the past.
The little things surely give you away, as they did with me. so with less struggle i smile it away and hope it stays, yeah! I hope it stays that way.
Like the way i believe in miracles, i witnessed my walls giving way as she penetrated unscathed.
But i wonder what lay ahead... Who knows, Maybe her scene was the final cast.
But, maybe am overreacting, maybe it was mere infatuation.
Maybe i never lost heart to her, but its true she managed to grasp a vivid portion.
I guess my heart became a shooting practice for cupid, how unlucky he tried his best to no satisfaction.
And am not trying to be bold, but i doubt al ever feel 'that' sweet chemical reaction.
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