And so I decided to finally write about you..
Seconds, minutes and hours went by...
Typing and then backspace
That's all I could do...
The space was blank
And i understood that I couldn't have explained it better
This is what happens when you're bad at expressing yourselves
You can decipher what the world says
But you cannot weave your own feelings into words
And time and again, I lost chances to explain
What you meant to me...
Maybe you were that little abode
Whose value I understood, when I had no place to reside in..