justlivin'mylife

meeting you
craving you
calling you
and
it froze my mind
bled my heart
im afraid to bloom
together with you,
chance i want it
chance im going to
passing you
again.

passing every sparks
im hugging my own finger
biting my own words

i really need to come back
to that old days
and get my stuff back
get my senses back

maybe im stuck in the same coloured box
maybe im fooling around in the same reason i fell
maybe,