haringmarumo
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sometimes it is so strong i can even taste it
if only i would be able to get you inside my head
then you would know that my thoughts swirl around around your name
it is so powerful...it magnifies me at times
i have stopped pretending...all i want is to be real with you
because the seconds float around and they will not go back
the smile we have right now might not last...
it could go to the wind of perdition
but still let us hold on for as mighty as we could...
sometimes i wish you could sit with me along the grass
and watch the clouds together as it floats
to hear you breathing is a delight
there are billions of sentences one can make out
of why i know the words i know is not enough...
yes ...it has reached me...and i have allowed it to flow through me
for what is the use of running away..
what is the use of hiding
if it is with you that the clouds start galloping around
you of whom i think about most of the time
you of whom i cannot understand ...of eyes that secretly wander...still i completely care about
you and i would remain a puzzle...a mystery to each other
it is written that way
but it is the two of us who share a world that no one would be able to understand
it is we who have met in an unknown sphere of happiness...
if only i would be able to get you inside my head
then you would know that my thoughts swirl around around your name
it is so powerful...it magnifies me at times
i have stopped pretending...all i want is to be real with you
because the seconds float around and they will not go back
the smile we have right now might not last...
it could go to the wind of perdition
but still let us hold on for as mighty as we could...
sometimes i wish you could sit with me along the grass
and watch the clouds together as it floats
to hear you breathing is a delight
there are billions of sentences one can make out
of why i know the words i know is not enough...
yes ...it has reached me...and i have allowed it to flow through me
for what is the use of running away..
what is the use of hiding
if it is with you that the clouds start galloping around
you of whom i think about most of the time
you of whom i cannot understand ...of eyes that secretly wander...still i completely care about
you and i would remain a puzzle...a mystery to each other
it is written that way
but it is the two of us who share a world that no one would be able to understand
it is we who have met in an unknown sphere of happiness...