We were idealistic, funny, crazy, tact, systematic, not to mention our mutual love for music. That was roughly 4 years ago. And surprisingly, it's as if no 4 years have passed. Because love is always new. After all those years, it's still you. And you alone. [period]
We're two miles and two worlds apart when the treading onto our future began. We both have dreams and you should have known I was so proud of you and that although you may not hear it straight from me, I am screaming onto the depths of my ground how I wish you all the happiness and luck in this world. And that I love you.
Yes I was wallowed in the loneliness that parting ways with you brought.
Now that we have grown into the person we want to be; Now that our memories from our past sunny love visit my dream and consciousness; Now that paths are getting straightened; Now that confusion creates an ache in my depths; Now, that I wish you are close to me; Now that I longed to sing with you, bug with you and laugh with you again; Now that I'm thinking you deserve somebody else; Now that I'm thinking you have loved somebody else; Now that I am at peace because the good Lord granted my i-pray-that-he'd-be-happy-even-if-it-doesn't-include-me hums of my heart; Now that I know some good things don't last and aren't meant... I set you free.
So thank me for loving you. I guess I always have and always will.
"If my heart is broken, I should be thankful that I was blessed to have loved... but I cannot live that wisely. That's why I cry." — Nii Parkes
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