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Twelve Thirty Four
There's so much I wish I could tell you,
though I know it won't mean anything anymore.
I'm a little too late and your heart's been hurt
for a little too long to trust my intentions are pure.
How can you wish upon a star
for the love of your dreams to come
if you've left all your dreams behind
the day you broke my heart?
We're both detached from reality.
You, a prisoner of your own coping pattern,
escaping into a virtual world where you're the protagonist, struggling,
yet ultimately leveling up and completing missions familiar to you.
I, foolishly holding on to our yesterday,
to a time when you loved me with all your senses,
naively wishing upon the stars and Moon for your eyes to open,
thinking, this might be the day you miss me.
But that day never comes and I'm still here,
picking up the pieces of myself, all out of order and incomplete,
wondering how could I possibly save myself,
from the fate I know is coming.
How can I save you from yourself?
How can I save myself from the pain?
I fear I'm coming to the end of our road,
Is this really how it was supposed to go?
You were my happily ever after and yet,
I've destroyed that once again.
And I know I can't make things right
so why do I keep trying?
to hold on, to fight for our love that's long gone.
For your trust that I've irreparably broke?
though I know it won't mean anything anymore.
I'm a little too late and your heart's been hurt
for a little too long to trust my intentions are pure.
How can you wish upon a star
for the love of your dreams to come
if you've left all your dreams behind
the day you broke my heart?
We're both detached from reality.
You, a prisoner of your own coping pattern,
escaping into a virtual world where you're the protagonist, struggling,
yet ultimately leveling up and completing missions familiar to you.
I, foolishly holding on to our yesterday,
to a time when you loved me with all your senses,
naively wishing upon the stars and Moon for your eyes to open,
thinking, this might be the day you miss me.
But that day never comes and I'm still here,
picking up the pieces of myself, all out of order and incomplete,
wondering how could I possibly save myself,
from the fate I know is coming.
How can I save you from yourself?
How can I save myself from the pain?
I fear I'm coming to the end of our road,
Is this really how it was supposed to go?
You were my happily ever after and yet,
I've destroyed that once again.
And I know I can't make things right
so why do I keep trying?
to hold on, to fight for our love that's long gone.
For your trust that I've irreparably broke?
Published 30th Aug 2023
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