All along there was this voice inside my head telling me to give up,
telling me it's not going to happen
but I listened to my heart instead,
believing one day,
you'd make my dreams come true.
I guess that was all just wishful thinking.
But now it's too late to take the good advice
the voice inside my head gave me,
and for some strange reason I don't regret it...
Maybe it's because I'm afraid to give up hope.
I'm scared that if I give up on you,
wishful thinking....
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lost love
- Thursday, April 14, 2011
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