Monday, December 7, 2009

Wish You Were Here...

Some nights I spend just thinking about you,
My mind says "What a waste!", but then
What's vocation without avocation?
Because that is what makes me myself.
Sometimes I wonder if you were here
How different would life had been!
We'd laugh, we'd talk, we'd do many things,
Or probably, I'd just stare into your eyes,
Those deep romantic chasms that they are.
But it's funny how things can be so different,
Just because of the prejudices we have.
Maybe you didn't know me well, but
In my defence, I only got half a chance.
I know people who say I'm friendly,
And yet others who think on the contrary.
I don't know which are more correct,
But ya, I value true friendship as much as life.
Oh, everytime I think about you,
I start pondering on why life's like this
And why it couldn't be with you, not without
They say whatever happens, happens for good.
I don't believe them; I have my reasons.
And even though you and I are so far apart,
Time will give us opportunity, hopefully.
Till then, it's me, my joys and my miseries,
And my lonely heart, doing what I have to.
To share my heart with you someday, I wish,
Till then, I'm here, I'm here without you...

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