Three years. Is there still time? Will I accept the fact that I can’t make you mine? Oh what a dream you still remain. While my undying hope for us is still the same. But I learned no matter how much you try, sometimes you just can’t outsmart life. So like Daisy and Gatsby, we could never be. It goes to show for this little dream of mine. Because of her he built a life. Everything he made reflected her desires. Kind of like what I have tried to do: Surround myself with all the things that might please you. It’s kind of sad how hard he tried through his life and the way he died. Everything he bought for her, everything but he couldn’t buy her heart. Tomorrow’s promise to bring new hope is the only thing I have, the only thing I need. Each time I wake up it’s with me again and my dreams are all I have. My dreams are all I need. It’s bringing me down building me up to bring me down.
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