If this were all a movie. And you just want to find yourself. Find it in someone else, but in the end you will comeback. Like how the car you are in came back when you realized it was me who waved. When you came out of it and went where I was. Like how you sat down and awkwardly smiled because you were kind of drunk and we were sane. Like how we locked gazes and created an understanding whatever the understanding was.
If this were all a movie. And you asked for space, but you will realize that all you have ever wanted was me. Like how you want to dance. Like how you want to exercise and go to gym. And you will tell me you still love me. And you will do anything to win me back.
If this were all a movie. And you will come to our house, talk to my parents, and tell them you're sincere. You will tell them that you are sorry and that you want me back.
If this were all a movie. And everything will turn out right, because with you everything turns out to be alright.
If this were all a movie. And in the end, there will be a happily ever after.
but it's not.
It was never a movie for us. We were just playing with everything. Me thinking you will stay. You thinking I'm enough. But no. There was never an us
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to the person who made everything right.
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