A few weeks ago I got the courage to talk to you.
I was like flying through the skies.
I was like sleeping on a cloud.
I was daydreaming continuously.
My love was arcadian.
Innocent,and full of fear.
My love was arcadian.
Trying to make a move, until you realized.
I don't know who told you.
I don't know how, but it happened.
My love was arcadian.
So much so that I plucked up the courage to get closer.
After I couldn't even sleep some nights.
I should have stayed away.
You know, stay in the shadows.
My love was arcadian.
Until I couldn't do anything to make you fall in love with me.
My love is arcadian.
Because the only thing left now are the wounds.
Theres nothing louder that the silence that is formed when you talk to me now.
As if nothing had happened.
As if you had not realized that I was in love with you.
And I know we stayed as friends,but I can't.
I swear I'm trying, but I can't.
My love was arcadian.
Innocent,and full of fear.
My love was arcadian.
Trying to make a move, until you realized.
I don't know who told you.
I don't know how, but it happened.
My love was arcadian.
So much so that I plucked up the courage to get closer.
After I couldn't even sleep some nights.
I should have stayed away.
You know, stay in the shadows.
My love was arcadian.
Until I couldn't do anything to make you fall in love with me.
My love is arcadian.
Because the only thing left now are the wounds.
You were perfect
I don't know if it has been time or simply that we are not destined.
But inside me there was hope.
It seemed that not but there was a small moment in which I noticed it.
I do not know what happened.
But if only I could go back.
I would change so many things.
Now only what remains are the wounds and my feelings of drowning.
God, what I would give
For you not to have found out.
But now it's too late to want to go back.
My love was arcadian.
Innocent,and full of fear.
My love was arcadian.
Trying to make a move, until you realized.
I don't know who told you.
I don't know how, but it happened.
My love was arcadian.
So much so that I plucked up the courage to get closer.
After I couldn't even sleep some nights.
I should have stayed away.
You know, stay in the shadows.
My love was arcadian.
Until I couldn't do anything to make you fall in love with me.
My love is arcadian.
Because the only thing left now are the wounds.
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My Dear Impossible Love
PoetryWords written with my blood and my tears,some verses and songs I wrote to vent in the form of letters,love letters. This songs are for the romantic hopeless,for those who love fails them,but,they keep trying.
