I think you knew what you had. You weren't too young, or too naive or too blind to see.
You felt it deeply. You felt it ignite your bones and light a fire in your eyes. I know, because of the way you would look at me as if I were the cure for Cancer.
You would hold me as if you knew that letting me go would make me shatter like glass.
You knew exactly what you had.
I think that just like your favourite meal, you are it up too quickly. It's like you jumped straight into the deep end of the water instead of starting at the shallow end. It's like you went straight into the chorus without singing the intro. Or doing a test without the homework.
You missed the build up, the moment right before the bomb goes off.
Now the fire has burned out and ash is all that remains and only now do we realise that we should have savored the sweet moments, the build up, the moment before the climax.
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Sleepless Thoughts
CasualeI'm tellin' you, it's my world, I does what I wish to. If you mad, then too bad, sounds like a personal issue.