You give me this, hope and freedom
Freedom from nostalgia
Hope for a better me; with you
Things may not be perfect
but to me, what is perfect?
Perfect is when I look into your eyes and find comfort, strength and happiness.
No chimera or fools paradise
Perfect cannot be explained but you explain all the elements of perfect; for me
I've never felt this before, so,
this is new.
See now, then, the feeling of untold regret plays on my mind.
That same feeling that was so great, now feels so cold and painful, somehow wanting to forget all this and remember that you're not mine and I'm not yours and someone's for you and someone's for me.
Maybe, that is all I wanted; you.
I don't want to sound obsessed,
I'm not...
But we are made to be as one!
You know me and I know you!
But I want you and you don't want me.
Maybe someday our souls will twine
When our futures unwind and lay down a path for us to follow and meet again
As of now I have never felt the feeling of wanting someone
wanting to make them feel the way you imagine, the sweet taste of wanting
The feeling is not mutual but it is shared in a different light; friendship.
Broken and weightless is how I feel.
I pour and you drink and tell me the sweet taste of platonic
Friendship, those six letters that I longed not to hear have appeared...
Those remaining four letters that I wanted on the end of another eight letters have disappeared
Now I have the feelings I have felt, so indeed I had the feeling I never felt, but that was short lived in a world where I was born alone and will die alone..loneliness is the feeling, I have always felt
