Falling for you was never the plan.
From the jump we floated peacefully
Until we hit land.
In the few moments we shared together
Floating in mid air we were all that mattered.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach at all times
From the sight of you,
Smell of you,
Or just to hear your voice chime...
Falling for you was never the plan.
Closed my eyes and stepped off the ledge.
Tranced by your smile I was helpless & beguiled,
Thoughts of romance swarmed in my head.
In senseless war with cupid
Now a victim to Truth
Tending to wounds that bandages will never heal...
Falling for you was never the plan.
Out of trust I fell back into your arms.
Bumped my head on the ground
Looked up saw you weren't around
Called your name fervently
In hopes you'd make out the sound of my voice
& make it back to me.
I lay stranded on a beach of uncertainty
Staring out into a salty sea of lies...
Falling for you was never the plan.
Countless lovers fall for you,
Well people like you, like souls
Outstretched arms towards Heavens' gates.
Hopes lifted so high,
Draw you in for good times,
Then discard you with bullshit goodbyes.
Leave you reeking of
spiteful,
hateful,
hurt
feelings,
sick to your stomach thinking about it
so you're willing to do anything to solace the
pain.
Have you tossing & turning in your sleep,
Puzzled over what went wrong
In thoughts so deep,
Hoping that bastard receives agony
You have reaped to the point it drives you
insane.
IT HURTS SO BAD!
IT HURTS SO BAD!
WHY DO THESE
THOUGHTS OF YOU
HURT SO BAD!
Lord, please cease the memories from replaying...
I'm trying to meet someone new
In hopes that they can renew
My peace so my life may continue.
But some feelings never fade,
Lying to self & hiding them away,
Then lie to them
As they ask me, "What's wrong?"...
Months pass yet I'm still subdued,
Sweet lies like, "It's me, it's not you."
(unknowingly baiting them on).
Of course these actions aren't right,
This new love has turned trite & now
My old sad song has been passed along.
Yes,
Falling for you was not my plan,
I vow to never fall again
Or hear this broken record that we play replay.
And Then He Wrote An Epic
Unrequited, almost then faded and left longing. Intersting. - slc