The ones we love the most are the ones we tend to lose..q
Sometimes based on so much indecision but, what's there to choose?!
You wake up everyday knowing without them it's all about blues
Yet for the momentary pleasures you keep ignoring the clues
That each day you spend without them is a day more you push them further away..
That each day you don't give your heart to them is a day more that you're keeping it that way
Making a handprint in the wet cement that's the distant relationship you've poured in their heart, forgetting that it's drying by the day
Oblivious of the fact that when it dries, the room for choice will no longer have any leeway...
But what's the point of all these rhymes if you won't listen to them anyway?!
Get your head on straight, it just might save you the possible pain of a later day.
©chinyimbap
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