The alarm clock beeping in his room all alone
And like it, my heart is beeping while im in this quiet home
At the corner of my bed again feeling this wretched void
Like a child i desire to let out a vivid noise
I ponder upon pains and which to consider worse
The ones you did to me or the ones i inflicted first
And that moment when you handed back the keys
I thought then that maybe it was just meant to be
But now i see; and its a little too late
For these tears i shouldve cried earlier to reach home plate
And im looking for something more appealing
To ignore this self-inflicting pain that im feeling
I didnt think you would actually leave
Cuz arguments were something normal for you and me
I believed that it was apart of our memories we capture
And somehow it wouldve turned into a happy ever after
But my pride got the best of me i'll admit
Cuz when i was angry i wanted to be the first to quit
as im left with these moments of regrets
Saying sorry over the phone and through texts
And those moments u cried i can see clearly now
But i guess i will get over this some how
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