lxviii. analogy

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There's so many things that I could say, but I'm sure it would come out all wrong. You got something that I can't explain--still try and try and let you know. That first summer we spent's one we'll never forget.
Looking for any kind of reason to escape all the mess that we thought was what made us,
ain't it funny now? We can see; we're who we're meant to be.

There's too many times that I have to say, I could have been better and stronger for you and me. You always make me feel okay.

Those late summers we spent, stay up talking all night, I'd ask "You think we'd ever make it?". You'd say "I'm sure if it's right". Ain't it funny to think just how stupid I used to be? Hope you always believe.

Let them talk and talk and talk. Let them say what they want. We will laugh at the thought they don't know what we've got. Every year that goes by, a year older we are
You'll still be beautiful then, bless your beautiful heart. They'll talk and talk and talk, how crazy is it? Someone could waste their whole life, helplessly, just patiently waiting for a love like you and me.

Ps. I've been waiting my whole life for someone to save me, still can't believe that you're mine.

Pss. You still have all of my--all my heart.

- the whole lyric from all my heart by sleeping with sirens.

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