Monday, January 17, 2005

Let Go

A sleepless night it has been for me since that phone call that came from her. I've always thought that love songs are just some sappy tunes produced by song writers to display their desperation , in other words desperados. Till now, i finally undderstood, songs are my way of conveying my feelings and emotions when words doesnt flow. It s an indapt ability of mine to compose songs and i take pride in that. i am no desperado.

it has been four months, ivan, its nothing really.

Feels more than that to me. It feels somewhat deeper than what appears outwardly.

so what do u do? what do u see?

letting her fly on her own is what i had chosen, someone beautiful to be who has no affinity with me...

how are u moving on?

i have someone who cares for me now, i guess i shoud have gotten over it..

Are you saying?

so much for letting go....

Perhaps it has been a vicious cycle for my life to be tormented by past relationships that should have gone by. It is like little flames that has been snuffed out has been rekindled tiem after time into bigger ones. Perhaps girls are creatures who bears a hefty lot of resentment for guys... i duuno....

You entered like a fairytale
And you held my hand
You told me you loved me
But what's really love to you
You told me you needed me
But it never came true
A million steps away from me
And you said that it's all for you

We walked into the movies
And you too held my hand
I see you right to your doorstep
Right under the starry skies
You told me you loved me
But what's really love to you
You told me you needed me
But it somehow didn't came true
One night you called me
Words that sound so cold and piercing
What's really with you
And the reason that you give

I always compromise
Because I like you too
I knew that a time will come
When you'll turn just so beautiful
But the tide has changed its path
Weirdly and much senselessly
As much as I try to deny
It all just feels so true
When your voice resounds again
It undeniably keeps me warm
But nothing will be the same again
After you made that call

I never want to hurt you
I always wanted to protect you
And every word I say
Delicately, I whisper to you
There're times when I don't speak
Like are the times you ignored
But one thing I am sure
That this little fairytale
May be all I'm asking for

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