where am I going if I have nowhere to go?
what if all my paths have been impeded
by someone I don't know.
Where does my happiness go
when I wake up alone?
Am I going to live until I experience love?
So many questions and no one will know,
when will my poor heart ever be loved?
I think and I keep thinking
about things nobody does
And I keep waiting for you to come
it's been days it's been months
but your presence feels so far
so gone.
Is it that I'll never be loved?
Is it a blessing or somehow a curse?
I wonder how many times I've been thinking about us.
Maybe if I count the stars I'll get a portion of your love.
You got me writing and losing my head
over thoughts of endless and genuine words.
Words that I hope your mouth will ever pronounce,
at least once.
even if they're not real,
even if I can't hear them.
It's enough for me to just sit and watch you
whispering these words to a hopeless person
who will keep that precious moment in eternity.
words who will live forever in my mind
and heart beating every second
of the rest of my existence.
words that if I could take them to death,
I would, without doubt,
bury them with my dead body
until the end of the world.
-mila
