Words can say only so much.

| | 17 | | Xyra | || | Philippines | |
The power of the hand and the beauty of the mind can build or destroy with a difference of a single word


I sit here waiting for you to pass by
Secretly hoping to catch your eye
I sit here lonesome as a bird without it’s mate
Waiting for someone to happen with my fate

I sit here trying to imagine
Just what if it were you and my
I sit here and laugh to myself
In my thoughts were you and I, no one else

I sit here and fake a smile
You were with her all the while
I sat there, waited for you to pass by
But it’s useless, somebody else is the apple of your eye

1 year ago