Sometimes we believe in something we feel. Because of that, sometimes it gives us hope. Yet sometimes, when nothing happens on what we hope for, leads us to unanswered questions. Surely the choices are whether to leave it as unresolved or dwell on it.
You joined me in my dream
Your kiss caresses my morning
Certainty awaits
What’s the use of fantasy?
You show up, you smile… you speak
I tremble, I shaken… I feel
You never knew ’bout these
What’s the use of surprising?
Fleeting moments passed by
Endless hopes and chances
You never felt the same as tenderly . . .
What’s the use of waiting
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