Hurting Call
When you told me the story of you and her,
I wish I didn’t hear every word you said,
How much our chances could’ve been
And how our life was diffrent as it seem.
I feel like an option,
Someone you will never truly belong
I feel so cheap knowing I urge for every ounce of your time,
That when we meet, it’s always a crime.
When I decided not to love anymore years ago,
There was a certain rule that I follow,
How badly do I wanna hurt for tomorrow?
I can always chew some sorrow.
I don’t wanna see you loving someone other than me,
A long time ago, I wish I could’ve see
How much now you mean so much to me
That everything you do,
Makes me always wanna say that I truly love you.
Softly you asked how I feel?
Honestly? Really? Are you asking me that right now?
If I were you, would you know how?
If you could, please take a bow.
But I can’t stop.
Will you help me recover if ever?
Can you control yourself so I could get better?
I’m drowning. I don’t want this to be forever.
Does this feeling even expire?
Can I have something after to acquire?
Am I still able to love again?
I will be trashed, where do I begin?
