5SOS - High
Assalamualaikum
I despise the old habit of me; going to the past,
Just to see your figure in that haircut, passing by.
Sitting down, looking down,
In the same air as me.
I hate the fact that I was affected,
When the lover expressed the thing she felt,
It blossomed, perfectly.
It was bound to happen anyway.
I never thought deeply of it when you first left.
If it was what you wanted, then I was supposed to feel fine.
But sometimes you came back in the form of spring breeze,
And it smelled good. I liked your back and forth waltz, because you would always ended up running back to my open arms. You always did. But now, not anymore.
The lover's warmth melted you down. I guess the things you have is complicated, yet so addictive. The eruption and boiling blood, you never leave her. The tiring and senseless arguments, you never leave. She danced in tears and forced her way against you stronger, you held on to it though it could kill. She was difficult but beautiful, fierce but soft, of all the other things, she chose to want you.
It was bound to happen anyway.
Each time I looked at you and the lover when you said you wanted my walls down,
I knew it would. Did you ever think of it? I bet you never knew I thought of it. You never knew I saw it, you never knew.
I despise the old habit of me; going to the past,
Just to see your figure in that haircut, passing by.
Sitting down, looking down,
In the same air as me.
I hate the fact that I was affected,
When the lover expressed the thing she felt,
It blossomed, perfectly.
It was bound to happen anyway.
I never thought deeply of it when you first left.
If it was what you wanted, then I was supposed to feel fine.
But sometimes you came back in the form of spring breeze,
And it smelled good. I liked your back and forth waltz, because you would always ended up running back to my open arms. You always did. But now, not anymore.
The lover's warmth melted you down. I guess the things you have is complicated, yet so addictive. The eruption and boiling blood, you never leave her. The tiring and senseless arguments, you never leave. She danced in tears and forced her way against you stronger, you held on to it though it could kill. She was difficult but beautiful, fierce but soft, of all the other things, she chose to want you.
It was bound to happen anyway.
Each time I looked at you and the lover when you said you wanted my walls down,
I knew it would. Did you ever think of it? I bet you never knew I thought of it. You never knew I saw it, you never knew.
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