Hold me again

Cashew and Sammy

Hold me again

The first time he saw her

he couldn't believe his own heart.

Just like an angel playing with his mind.

He couldn't believe his own eyes

"I hope you're the one waiting for me 

since being lost in you feels so nice."

The very first time she led eyes on him.

Never had she seen such kind of blue.

Reminding her of daybreaks and euphoria.

Two little kids playing amid the creek.

When she told him the love she had

was everything beyond universe in his eyes.

And in her lips where he could hide

deep in a sweet voice, there he felt safe.

And in her hands where he could hide

in the dark she made him see roses.

He knew she shall stay by his side

because red was the colour of her soul.

And in her eyes sailed his love.

Some say his heart's too hard to hold.

But she was the one who held it

Amid her scatterd fragments; so close.

She nearly forgot her name in his haze

"Come" he said holding her hand and soul.

Only a sweet memmory is what he's got left.

The one of the bright smile

which he has once met.

And the memmory of tears rolling down his chest.

With the last farewell giving her the cold rain

but his heart will always beat the same.

He'd left her with broken heartbeats

and inside her fantasy she's still twenty-three.

When they vowed to stay there

lying in eachother's gardens of secret.

But their tears stayed frozen in time

where forever their hands entwined.

He wish he didn't have a heart.

Without feelings he would never fall apart.

Barely standing, no other way to choose.

Inside already dead.

Here he is with the noose

waiting for the sun to set.

She begged for some brrowed time

while alone she stood by the blue.

Remembering the love she had

was a clandestine meeting of two.

Glued with mosaic of broken hearts

waiting for the false hope to sew.