First love never dies but its a kind of love that never grows
That smile of yours is what I miss the most
When we talk, my mind go slow-mo’s
My thoughts of you consist of why’s and oh’s
Of why arent we together, oopss
That was just a joke
Its been a long time since the last time we talked, you’re single, i hope
And that was just another hoax
Excuse my sense of humor
Im just like that to the people i adore
I still find you cute
But i should keep my voice on mute
Because the words i might shoot
Wont mean anything to you
I guess we’re just meant to have this kind of ship, a friendship, I supposed.
Anyway, arent we lucky to have each other?
We’re maybe just meant to be as friends but at least we have something that never ends.
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.
Isnt it great to have that kind of story with someone? But how awesome it would be if my tale to be with my worth-the-trouble guy comes around next?
Cant wait! Nothing worth having comes easy. I trust the Author of my story.
Thank you Lord for all these realizations 😊
To you who’s reading (if there is) its my first time to post something like this. Any criticism (grammars or anything) please tell me that would be a great help. Thank you! 😁