"So here we are
Trying to talk some sense into our hearts
This can't be love
We're best of friends and that should be enough
But if that's true
Tell me why I'm holding on to you
Like I'd never let you go
What if I kissed you now
And turned it all around
What if I kissed you now
And stars fell to the ground
Would I be losing you if I do
Or would you want me too
What if I kissed you now
What if I do
Oh did I leave it for too long
Has the moment that I dreamed of come and gone
Time will tell but I know this much is true
I don't wanna dream of anyone but you"
It doesn’t matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up. But maybe that’s the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all that is what keeps us moving forward. It’s what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little bit messed up. Before we can step up.
måndag, juni 23
Closest thing to crazy
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