I'm hesitant.
To move forward, if you don't love me.
I'm hesitant for the future,
Our future.
Not knowing what awaits us.
What does it have in store for us?
What points are we gonna be tested in?
What issues we're gonna have to tackle?
More importantly,
If we are ever gonna have a future.
I'm hesitant.
If I should stay in such a place that I think you might soon leave.
That I think you might soon dislike the way it unfolds.
Only universe knows, what future beholds.
But what I hold back is tears, a whole heart of love and a mind full of anxiety and worries.
If we'll ever know, what might unfold for us.
Of all the bouquets I gifted to you, in my mind.
Of all the times I held your hand through, all in my mind.
Even though I sometimes wish, if you're gonna act the same way, again and again,
Dismiss all that we have in an instant, on a random thursday.
If you're gonna do so, just pull the trigger already,
Since i already feel the tip on the back of my head, for who knows how long it has been.
If you will ever shoot, just the pull the trigger already, since i'm already severely injured with the thought of you ever shooting.
Already diseased with the thought, already collected with the thought of you ever shooting.
Kayıt Tarihi : 10.12.2025 06:19:00
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