I swear if I could turn the back hands of time I would, I would look past the heartaches and horrible pains I've caused, Finally just to land in your arms and love you again, But what will I gain? The unforseen as circumstances profoundly stand in my lane, Your upper hand downthroding my absolute kindness, Your harsh words to devastate my efforts, Your daily taboo of unpredictable moods,
What's love got to do with this? I mean what did I miss? I was there on our first kiss, We promised each other we'd love until eternity knocks back at our bliss, We were entirely happy with our beginning and ignored our ending, It's no longer love you sending, It's mixed emotions that paint me bad and that is not the eternity we planned on spending...
Now tell me, is it too late? To restore what has been broken, To take back those harsh words spoken, And to share love as a token, I am immersed deeply in our imagination,
The beautiful creatives in the mural of our individuation, You told me we would build a space ship so we could fly to a universe where there's just us, I demand to have my promise met, Regardless of what amount should be spent, Because I... I want to be with you.