Summer's Warmth Brings Potential and Hope
Is it bad that
When I look at you I see potential
Even When I'm suppose to be all broken-up
Even When I'm suppose to be struggling
Even though I'm suppose to be crying?
I tell myself
I'm confused and not interested,
I'm not ready for another broken heart
I'm only just transferring old emotions onto you
Maybe, it's true
Or, could it be possible I'm just hiding?
Whenever your not around,
I wonder if you're thinking about me
I wonder what it would be like to hold you
I wonder, right at this moment, if it's the same for you?
It's been so long since I have felt such delight
It's been so long since I felt so giddy.
My Mind keeps me suspicious
My Heart keeps me at arms-length
My Soul keeps me hopeful,
But I'm still trembling from the cold
Even with Summer's Warmth against my skin
How can I heal my scars and bruises?
I shouldn't sneak glances at you
Potential or not, I'm still an unfinished puzzle
Telling myself, I'm strong enough alone
And yet, whenever your not around, My soul keep me hopeful.
Maybe's its not so bad.
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